Bless the days this restoration is complete dirty, dusty, something must be underneath So I scrape and I scuff though it's never quite enough I am starting
Started rubbing sticks together I thought a spark would take forever I never dreamt this fire would appear When Moses saw the Bush in flames And heard
Do I dare even wear what I was thinkin' of My true colors bleeding on my sleeve? Do I chance the romance that I've been dreamin' of Instead of wishing
day will bring But finally I found The safe and the sound... To dance in the daylight And not see my shadow To run where I cannot hide In the open wide
Is it any wonder That she would feel less than real When she reveals what is clearer In her mirror Take a look around her Magazines, glamour queens
Hello, Mr. Darkcloud Never thought that we would meet so soon Never thought I?d bundle up in June Funny how the fog rolls Funnier that I?d know who to
It's well past midnight And I'm awake with questions that won't Wait for daylight Separating fact from my imaginary fiction On this shelf of my conviction
about repentance He finished every sentence With a promise that the end was close at hand I didn't even try to understand He left me wide eyed in disbelief
Rolling River God Little Stones are smooth Only once the water passes through So I am a stone rough and grainy still Trying to reconcile this river's
I was certain that I knew You At the tender age of twelve You'd so often been described by those Who said they knew You well Dark and rugged in Your
tequila and one shoe He raged about repentance He finished every sentence With a promise that the end was close at hand I didn't even try to understand He left me wide eyed
Traduzione: Nichole Nordeman. Wide Eyed.
