Testo: Sun Kil Moon. Carry Me Ohio.
Sorry that I could never love you back
I could never care enough in these last days
Her tears fell on her pages found me out
On her words I don't know what to do or say
Wadin' through warm canals and pools clear blue
Tuscarawas flows into the prairie land
Ridin' back where the highway met dead end tracks
The ground is now cement and glass and far away
Heal her soul, carry her, my little Ohio
Lingerin' in, what about the sweetness we knew?
What about what's good, what's true from those days?
Can't count to all the lovers I've burned through
So why do I still burn for you? I can't say
Sorry that I could never love you back
I could never care enough in these last days
Heal her soul, carry her, my little Ohio
Children blush and gather 'round the home she rests
So poor and gold, with their Midwest moon and sun
Flashes bringing on my open eyes, the lightning storm
The tortured mist felt soft, felt warm on my face
Craving dreams a million miles ago, you see
And the star that I just don't see anymore
Words long gone, lost on journeys we walked on
Lost are voices heard along the way
Sorry for never going by your door
Never feeling love like that anymore
Heal her soul, carry her, my little Ohio
I could never care enough in these last days
Her tears fell on her pages found me out
On her words I don't know what to do or say
Wadin' through warm canals and pools clear blue
Tuscarawas flows into the prairie land
Ridin' back where the highway met dead end tracks
The ground is now cement and glass and far away
Heal her soul, carry her, my little Ohio
Lingerin' in, what about the sweetness we knew?
What about what's good, what's true from those days?
Can't count to all the lovers I've burned through
So why do I still burn for you? I can't say
Sorry that I could never love you back
I could never care enough in these last days
Heal her soul, carry her, my little Ohio
Children blush and gather 'round the home she rests
So poor and gold, with their Midwest moon and sun
Flashes bringing on my open eyes, the lightning storm
The tortured mist felt soft, felt warm on my face
Craving dreams a million miles ago, you see
And the star that I just don't see anymore
Words long gone, lost on journeys we walked on
Lost are voices heard along the way
Sorry for never going by your door
Never feeling love like that anymore
Heal her soul, carry her, my little Ohio
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