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Artiste:
Pickering Pick
Titre:
Ballad for Leaving
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I was a stone in the dry lake bed That a furious and tumbling river once fed Like an apostle of Jesus with his hands on my head Or another horse dead from exhaustion The rings on your fingers, the rings on your arms The hoops in your ear or your necklace of charms Or the long lifelines that are traced in your palms Are an elegant tale of misfortune A reasonable thing would be to just walk away Empty your pockets and call it a day If you've got religion, then you know how to pray And if you don't, you can always try thinking That was a thought that we fastened with wire Bound it with cloth and placed in the fire That even the lowest river has a source somewhere higher A thousand miles from the ocean There is a fear that will empty your heart And devils that will fool you for taking it apart And you'll think it's the end, but it's only the start Of a crippling and useless emotion The town that you wound up in won't know your name A circle of hungry wolves eying your claim Wearing your love like a proud lion's mane Wondering, "What the hell was I thinking?" You're going out bravely you're going out bad With your head full of happy and your heart full of sad And all of the weapons you never realized you had Are piled up and buried behind you Maybe you'll lose one, maybe you'll win Maybe your armor is perilously thin Or your endless and shameful appearance of sin Is only there to remind you If it wasn't so dark, if it wasn't so late I'd be much more inclined to acknowledge my fate It's hard to accept it, but it's harder to hate Maybe it's just my heart sinking