On the edge of dawn Light ends the dark of day Mourning star at dusk Brightens with our decay Forward, just one step Millions of miles away Floating back
On the edge of dawn Light ends the dark of day Mourning star at dusk Brightens with our decay Forward, just one step Millions of miles away Floating
but for the life of me, I don't see why you don't see like I do But it just dawned on me, you lost a son See this light in you, it's dark Let me turn
you Before the life of me, I don't see why you don't see like I do But it just dawned on me you lost a son See this light in you, it's dark. Let me turn
smash hit Wit my Uncle Run, boy Word? Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin' plates At churches and shit like that? He's spittin' flames right now, baby He at
Don't think twice, it's alright Well, going down that old lonesome road Where I bound, I can't tell But goodbye's too good a word So I'll just say fair thee well Well
you couldn't sleep hotel window get up to those dark peaks everything would be alright (transparent): there's a clearing to the right there's mango clutching his knees looking at
good time? Come On! Lets Hip Hop On Over to my own lillypad on this dark and miserable morning. At least its dark and miserable here, and maybe its dark
smash hit Wit my Uncle Run, boy) {Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates At churches and shit? (He's spittin flames right now baby He at the
scars and a twisted lonely heart Like a dream this I know Well everything shows Things are never what they seem and Remember last April We left our souls at the dawn
of me, I don't see why you don't see like I do But it just dawned on me you lost a son See this light in you, it's dark. Let me turn on the lights and
wonder why, babe, It don't matter, anyhow. And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe, If you don't know by now. When the rooster crows at the break of dawn
show Her eyes well up with tears God could it be it's been ten years Since that Autumn night outside the county fair When two strangers shared a night And in the darkness
They?re planning tunes on everything From pipes to ukulele It sounds so good you can?t sit down We?re dancing at the ceili All the boys we loved so well
hit Wit my Uncle Run, boy) {Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates At churches and shit? (He's spittin flames right now baby He at the top of
