Lyrics I find a map and draw a straight line Over rivers, farms, and state lines The distance from here to where youd be Its only finger-lengths that I see I touch the place Where Id find your face My fingers in creases Of distant dark places I hang my coat up in the first bar There is no peace that Ive found so far The laughter penetrates my silence As drunken men find flaws in science Their words, mostly noises Ghosts with just voices Your words in my memory Are like music to me Im miles from where you are I lay down on the cold ground And I, I pray that something picks me up And sets me down in your warm arms After I have traveled so far Wed set the fire to the third bar Wed share each other like an island Until exhausted, close our eyelids And dreaming,…
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 23:14:01 +0000
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