Across the street, the river runs Down in the gutter, life is slipping away Love may still exist in another place Running undercover of a helicopter blade The flames are getting higher in effigy Burning down the bridges of my memory Love may still be alive somewhere, some day Where theyre downing only deer A hundred steel towns away Oh, the rhythm of my heart Is beating like a drum With the words I love you Rolling off my tongue No, never will I roam For I know my place is home Where the ocean meets the sky Ill be sailing Photographs and kerosene Light up my darkness, light it up, light it up I can still feel the touch Of your thin blue jeans Running down the alley Ive got my eyes all over you baby, oh baby Oh, the rhythm of my heart Is beating like a drum With the words I love you Rolling off my tongue No, never will I roam For I know my place is home Where the ocean meets the sky Ill be sailing Oh, Ive got lightning in my veins Shifting like the handle of a slot machine Love may still exist in another place Im just yanking back the handle, no expression on my face Oh, the rhythm of my heart Is beating like a drum With the words I love you Rolling off my tongue Oh, never will I roam For I know my place is home Where the ocean meets the sky Ill be sailing The rhythm of my heart Is beating like a drum With the words I love you Rolling off my tongue Never will I roam For I know my place is home Where the ocean meets the sky Ill be sailing https://youtube/watch?v=6km7phBQRF0
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 18:22:24 +0000
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