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Beth Amsel
©2005 Good Egg Music (ASCAP) |
| There are a million places I would rather be twist up the bedsheets, throw them through the bars for me This is a never ending story hope and faith, death and glory the path of most resistance your train departing off in the distance It’s time. Could it be the last night of your life? I saw the light pour through a million leaded panes shot through the stained glass and I started off again This is a tale that needs recounting the fool under the pressure mounting the greatest folly offered the boat you missed as you’re heading outward It’s time. Could it be the last night of your life? Why would you want to waste it? Turn away when you could taste it? It’s everything at once forbidden yours to take if you’re only willing I woke this morning on an airport carosel picked up my baggage and I’m bound for somewhere else. Bound for somewhere else. |
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