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And grind them to dust as you free your mind
Cast aside the reigns of fate and take what is rightfully yours
Blegh!

Someday we'll find, a greater view

A nocturnal walk in
The streets or the park with
Cast down eyes and hope inside
Gloomy rag dolls
Soaked to the bones
Poor kids of darkness
Drowned in

turn around i treat her like a rag doll
Nigga say he going up i told em i aint mad nah
4gn the talk around i told em aint no way around
100 bands
50

Steady on
Catch your breath
Take some time, son
Cast your mind to your past
To some forgotten day
When love sung like a lark
With the sheer euphony

streetlight
By your mother's driveway
It's too nice to breathe
I know you're sick of the same skyline
And hate the evergreens

But someday they will fall

a strut as he hooks his own lust through the rumors once cast in the plaster mask of the past again - 
 
Somehow there all on the run 
cs their phasers

Down at the bottom like riches to rags 
Sick of the guidance from crips and the slats
Mentally broken I heal with the cast 
Taking its time, deal

We had our passports out and the kits to fix them up with,
cnd the hurricane lamp cast our shadows on the ceiling.
I watched them box with one

Girl, i got a message for you 
Girl, I put a spell on you 
Tell me how does it feel 
Follow me - be a part of the deal 
 
Someday i'll make you all

painted you a rose
But you cast it in the back seat callously without a glance
Amidst old rags and dirty clothes

Now your memory lives in a box of letters

Visions of you stuck on my mind
I'm taken by the hands of time
I know someday I'll be fine 

Watching you with the angels sing 
The  lovers tunes

I am down here in the dark
I'm the keeper of your soul
Once a good son then cast from the kingdom
cn angel far from home

Disobey the will divine

Haste and do I take this soul to waste
Kick the windows this one's
Bound to crack in time

You can, I won't, Someday, I hope

Don't cast your spell I

someday soon, she'll come around
I'm not very poetic
My words sound like cheap confetti
Would she cast her net in my sea?
Would she want to catch me?
Her

Fit for a King

David Parmley & Continental Divide

On the Divide

1996

there
Someday in heaven with the angels I'll sing
And these rags that I'm wearin' will be fit for a king

He's fightin' a fever, in spite

wonder
Do you ever get tired
Of walking through my head every day?

As another day goes by
I'm asking why you're still on my mind
It's as if you've cast

The Songbird sings her sorrow tune
From locked in the cage, her muse, the moon
Finally numb to all her restraints
She knows someday that a prince

Jesus, tired as he was, went and sat by Jacob's well
There was no one else around, until a woman came from town
She wound her way to him, With

relief
Life's too short, and time's too quick yeah
Do you know what I mean
So cast your shadow, throw your stone
Cause I don't need them anymore
I live

it must seem that my only dream is paying for rent and for dinner
Cast eviction away someday I'll say, "today is the day I can finally pay."

And there you were out of the night
Fascinated by this vision in the light
People crowding round trying to block my view
But in the distance I

when my ego is disturbed
Upset is my intellect when cast aside by pride
My heart does state that I am wrong, to admit I'd rather die
Fly off my handle

know where it went
Do you remember when you cast a bobber into the tree in your front yard?
I know that someday it'll have to come down and it'll cease

Drawn in like flies to the lights
Cast back into the shadow
Trying to find a real reason
An explanation to why I never care
Pretending sucks but I