RainSongSpirit
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May 6 @ 8:06PM
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There used to be a time
When you're the only one
That you could see
You built a wall to keep you free
You saw it all so perfectly
You divided everything
You had into a thousand parts or names
It made it easier to place the blame
But it never really was the same
But you forgot the reason why
You had to be alone to breathe
Something from your history
Or have you lost your memory?
But now it seems your baggage
Is the only thing than you can bring
You had a lie for everything
And now your world is crumbling
(Ah ooh)
So now you find you're on your own
You find you're on your own
(Ah ooh)
Trying to find your way back home
Trying to find your way back
You used to talk to God
But you gave up 'cause you couldn't see
Couldn't get from A to B
But were you ever really listening
Enough's enough you know
But then you never really had enough
Something more to fill you up
Maybe just a smaller cup
(Ah ooh)
So now you find you're on your own
You find you're on your own
(Ah ooh)
Trying to find your way back home
Trying to find your way back home
You used to think that
You would never be alone
But you're losing control
You find it hard to see at all
To find your way back
There used to be a time
When you divided
Everything you had
You had a lie for everything
Or were you ever really listening?
You used to talk to God
But you gave up
But then you really never had enough
Or have you lost your memory?
Memory
But now you find you're on your own
To find your way back home
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RainSongSpirit
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May 6 @ 8:10PM
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ok i totally screwed up  i laugh at me not the lyrics obviously
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RainSongSpirit
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May 6 @ 8:15PM
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The sun shines on this funeral
The same as on a birth
The way it shines on everything
That happens here on earth
It rolls across the western sky
And back into the sea
And spends the day¹s last rays
Upon this f***ed-up family
So long old pal
The last time I saw alice
She was leaving santa fe
With a bunch of round-eyed buddhists
In a killer chevrolet
Said they turned her out of texas
Yeah she burned ’em down back home
Now she’s wild with expectation
On the edge of the unknown
Oh it’s enough to be on your way
It’s enough just to cover ground
It’s enough to be moving on
Home, build it behind your eyes
Carry it in your heart
Safe among your own
They brought her back on a friday night
Same day I was born
We sent her up the smoke stack
And back into the storm
She blew up over the san juan mountains
And spent herself at last
The threat of heavy weather
That was what she knew the best
It woke me up on a sunday
An hour before the sun
It had me watching the headlights
Out on highway 591
’til I stepped into my trousers
’til I pulled my big boots on
I walked out on the mesa
And I stumbled on this song
James said the f word
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