Lyrics:
and mourned laid
In a worn grave at the entrance of a corn maze leading four ways
That the winds blow enlightened high priest I've been ordained
A pair of dice
rear entry, an exit in red
Lump in the throat, on my come choke
The killing joke worn thin with breath
I grew up on the sluts bastard father beat
A tenement, a dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet
Inside it's long and so complete
Watched by a shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child's
A man finds a bottle on the bottom shelf
Forgotten and covered in dust
The label is already half worn off
Still, open it up he must
In his prime he took his time
His suit of lights worn proudly
But that was then and this now
His body moves so sadly
The thought of running never
shadows face different ways
Our shoes are feeling worn and tired
It wasn't you it wasn't me
No excuses left to say
I spent the night escaping you
Afraid
to love
And it paid me back in change
God, help me
Am I the only one who's ever felt this way?
A heart that's worn and weathered
Would know better then
to love
And it paid me back in change
God help me am I the only one
Who's ever felt this way?
A heart that's worn and weathered
Would know better
the close of play
As the last wave uncovers the newfangled way
But your new shoes are worn at the heels
And your suntan does rapidly peel
And your wise
Martha she listens for the ticking of my footsteps
Patiently
She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept
Pleasantly
She does as she
he could see on the snow covered ground Was a shabby beggar whose shoes were torn And all of his clothes were ragged and worn.But Conrad was touched
this
I'm tryna keep it together, forgive my awkwardness
But umm, often this issue in me often is
Valley of shadows and I know they trying to pick me
rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
The newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
Your suntan does rapidly peel
him through the fields
They could chase him forever
But the fox would not yield
And some saw her shadow
On the crest of a hill
And the hounds
through the fields
They could chase him forever
But the fox would not yield
And some saw her shadow
On the crest of a hill
And the hounds were distracted
playin'
And it makes my soul unwind
But I cannot sing your melody
With another song on my mind.
O-h, n-o-o â?¦
I can feel the shadows
Of a worn out melody
him through the fields
They could chase him forever
But the fox would not yield
And some saw her shadow
On the crest of a hill
And the hounds
and worn
And this beautiful storm
It comes with no warning
And you stand in the shadows
The room, dark and narrow
I bloom down to the marrow
It's
of his clothes were ragged and worn.
But Conrad was touched and he went to the door
And he said "You know your feet must be frozen and sore.
I have
disease
I'm the shadow of my past,
Still suffering with dry tears,
I can't run away from these.
Demon dancing on my brain,
In my spirit began a rotting,
I
of your socks have been moving and you just can't get a match
There's that reason
And there's a feeling (at night!)
When the shadows and silhouettes pass
closer and step up
It's the inside story and it's true
It maybe worn out but it's a dream come true
And it's true - on a.m. avenue
It's the genius in
On this worn road through the unknown, the night draws the light from our view
In the cold, all that we see glow is the glimmering face of the moon
Story untold
we are coming home
and I would not forget it for the world
It's a long road
we are tired and worn
but through it all we still keep
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