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Fire On The Watermark

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lyrics

Hello people
This is the friend in me
Hallow ground speak
You hear me listening
Hello family
We got a (this is a) long way home
Another struggle
Another enemy

And may God bless you Mr. Rosewater
Not a dime to the ghost hunter
Slaughter in the bone meal
Make it hotter for the cold summer
And I heard it’s a long way home
And I ain’t going back
Nah don’t bother
Rather die on the slow hunger
Father and a Role Model
But we’re Born on the Road
And you know we alone
It’s a long way home
When that night hits
Cold air in my duct vents
A second behind my own breath let me catch up
I hope I find you a way
Off the beaten path
Beating a sore chest
Till the heart starts beating back
Fancy of me to notice
Write you an opus but not this
We don’t own it get it while it’s hopeless
Maybe my time was over before it began
Sitting on the shore line
City on the sea sand
Drinking memories like melted margaritas
But with a blank expression
So it’s hard to read us.
Taking it all in letting it all out.
Sick of the same shit sick it of it all now.
Tell em I’m not right
Front on me on sight
Can’t tell em’ it’s all right
I’m fighting that good fight
But really what’s good
Nah, really what’s good

And I’ve been on to the break a dawn
No tongue No native song
No gun No pay to the cost
Lay the cross to the favorite son
Made it off for the maiden’s heart
Cross stitched in the vest
Where we made a mark
Far from the very start
Home never looked so bad
Fire on the watermark
Where the last wave broke
And the sidewalk fell apart

Hello people
This is the friend in me
Hallow ground speak
You hear me listening
Hello family
We got a (this is a) long way home
Another struggle
Another enemy

Hello to the dying
Hello to the living
Let it be Let it be
Today we walk
Tomorrow we run
We slept last week
So to all the young
No respect for the old
If no respect is given
We respect ourselves
Respect each other
Till the respect has risen
We were always listening

credits

from Hand Over Fist, released September 23, 2008

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