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Artiste: Chester Travis
Titre: Swing

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I know things are kinda weird right now,
And you're going through some stuff.
the earths orbit a treadmill,
And you can't run fast enough.

You gotta pause and take a moment,
A-fix a tighter pair of shoes.
Because I know you're made of something,
That is destined not to lose.

And, baby, 
It hurts to see you in this state.
If only feelings could redeem themselves,
And all the spirits that they break.

(And I...)

And I am here whenever.

(And I...)

And I've been here forever.

(And I...)

Let me be the teather,
On which you swing.

And when the world begins to shatter,
And you're stepping on the cracks.
I'll be there to push the wheelchair,
When it finally breaks your back.

You remind me of a dingy,
Floating out at sea.
I'm that lighthouse in the distance,
Guiding you to safety.

And It'll rain a little harder, still,
You'll probably get a bit more cold.
But just imagine how great that shower will feel,
When you finally get a hold.

(And I...)

And I am here whenever.

(And I...)

And I've been here forever.

(And I...)

Let me be the teather,
On which you swing.