That ain't a parachute That ain't a rip cord That ain't a body of water We're headed for There's so little time left So much to be done Even you are gonna need someone That ain't a trick of light Or the morning haze Coming in from the lake Getting into your eyes It's the invisible breath Of a storm on the rise That I feel whenever you arrive
Now I may not be quick Maybe never was But tell me what the hell it is That you've become
Baby if you never got sick I wouldn't get to hold you Baby if you never got sick I would never get to hold you
This ain't a righteous love Even a good one These ain't the kinds of return That I was thinking of I'm unbearable now You ain't seen nothing yet You'll se me dead Before you see me quit That ain't a jug of wine That you've been drinking from Now lay back now baby Let your fever come I will bury you in Just to dig you out I haven't a use For being proud
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I followed you deep into a barren field There was someone you were running from When I needed to sleep That's when you disappeared But I did get the impossible done Now I always knew There was God inside you I just never did learn which one
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