I'm not talking anymore All the skins of the words Fell off in my hands If I told you and showed you You'd laugh I'm not trying anymore All my good
It's gonna Swallow me whole The ground'll open up And in I'll fall Down down down Mama set me up with a fine young thing And he was gonna buy me everything
Wake up girl what's wrong with you blood Bones + black + blue - blood + bones + black + blue All these things I do for you All these things I do for
Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season How long do I take it
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Prairie now isn't that a pretty word Rolls off the tongue like a setting sun You should have heard what I heard A shriek a syllable a sleight of hand
Shut off and curl up If it hurts push harder Shut off and curl up If it hurts push harder The best view from this window Still looks like hell And the
It is night And life moves At a new pace The air is still The earth sleeps We move with the grace Of the moon sweeping Through the clouds It is night
I watch the lights on the ocean I count the leaves on the trees If it wasn't for your indecision There'd be nothing between you and me I catch your
I'm a poor gal long way from home 'fore I get to heaven got a way to roam And when I get there gonna take off my shoes got nothin' now & nothin' to lose
There are things I can't explain Why a seashell loves the sand Why tornadoes love the plains Why my dreams have lost their wings There are things I
