Lyrics: Do you like scars? Do scars make the man? Do you want me wounded and hardened? My head in the sand? My fists up in defiance Is that what you understand? Am I too good to be gone? Beginning the ending for too long This is my flagship attempt At a second chance Do you want me groveling and sober A brilliant wreckage Or three sheets to the wind Three pages of you But I've misplaced the truth? Am I too good to be gone? Beginning the ending for too long Have we gone too far? Have we lost our minds? Imitating the seasons And we fall behind Have we gone too far? Have we lost our minds? Imitating the seasons And we fall behind So come on, come on, come on Am I too good to be gone? Beginning the ending for too long Have we gone too far? Have we lost our minds? Imitating the seasons And we fall behind Have we gone too far? Have we lost our minds? Imitating the seasons And we fall behind Have we gone too far? Have we lost our minds? Imitating the seasons And we fall behind Have we gone too far? Have we lost our minds? Imitating the seasons And we fall behind When I crossed myself Is when I crossed the line I could see the storm I had my dagger drawn I just needed a reason Something natural But something wicked came And we turn like a hog On the spit of our lives And the ceremony swells And our eyes burn bright But there was never a reason It was natural This is part of the fight So come on Oh come on, come on Bring it on Have we gone too far? Have we lost our minds? Imitating the seasons And we fall behind Am I too good to be gone? Beginning the ending for too long Source: LyricFind
The Apple Blossums are in full bloom here in the Pacific Northwest, (June) the air smells wonderful after a rain, and your banjo/fiddle tune sounds fantastic! Thank you for the post.
Even the thought of this song brings floods of tears.. It is as if ye have tapped into the voice of nature and once the song sets flight upon the airwaves it becomes an unstoppable murmuration of miraculous healing. Truthfully pure art.
