Song parody of
Dust Bowl Clarity
by J.C. Correa
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I've been unafraid before
Strutting in my shoes, you know
I'm touching my face, it's made of stone
But these hands are not much use
Dug my feet in the ground
And I'm running 'round
This time I'll see just what it will be
I wanna break the stone
And I know I'm not alone
Morning light, somber night
And I wonder why, where I've been
I don't know if you won't go
You know the sound and I'm rushing in
I'll turn around, kiss the ground
And face the sea that waits for me
Shine a light before my destiny
May the light inform my destiny
Far away
I'm in another time and place
I'm not home
Never much been there
Always out seeking that which never comes
Hunting that which cannot die
Redemption
Renewed purpose
Elusive
Like fireflies in winter
I could swallow a thrill to turn on the lights
Or take from the bread that gives me life
Oh Lia... the boy you once put to sleep
Open his eyes to the sight of salvation
I've been unafraid before
Strutting in my shoes, you know
I'm touching my face, it's made of stone
But these hands are not much use
Dug my feet in the ground
And I'm running 'round
This time I'll see just what it will be
I wanna break the stone
And I know I'm not alone
Morning light, somber night
And I wonder why, where I've been
I don't know if you won't go
You know the sound and I'm rushing in
I'll turn around, kiss the ground
And face the sea that waits for me
Shine a light before my destiny
May the light inform my destiny
Far away
I'm in another time and place
I'm not home
Never much been there
Always out seeking that which never comes
Hunting that which cannot die
Redemption
Renewed purpose
Elusive
Like fireflies in winter
I could swallow a thrill to turn on the lights
Or take from the bread that gives me life
Oh Lia... the boy you once put to sleep
Open his eyes to the sight of salvation
