Bleh. Just bleh. AND, I realized too late, I ripped off one of my own songs in the process.
lyrics
So much talking
Can’t hear myself think
Feels like we stand on the brink
have you missed me
I’m standing right here
Sometimes it all disappears
Been round the block
Redtails and blackhawks
Hunters will dance with their prey
But you just give up
Burned through your backup
who came and led you astray?
Counting the days
Til my fortune runs dry
sorting the stones from the grain
Sometimes it feels
Like a lonesome night’s drive
Home in a hard driving rain
Won’t go leaving
Won’t give up just yet
I Placed a much bigger bet
just the right word
Could turn this around
Help me to find the right sound
Been round the block
Redtails and blackhawks
Hunters will dance with their prey
But you just give up
Burned through your backup
who came and led you astray?
Counting the days
Til my fortune runs dry
sorting the stones from the grain
Sometimes it feels
Like a lonesome night’s drive
Home in a hard driving rain
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