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Red sun rising on the desert floor
Wildflowers blooming ‘neath the sycamores
Something inside says I’ve been here before
Maybe in another lifetime
All my life, I’ve held on tight
Worried that I wasn’t quite doing it right
But something special’s gonna happen tonight
I can feel it in my very marrow
Everybody’s trying their best to be free
Most of us are doing it wrong
Though the night is cloudy and we can’t hardly see
We keep on stumbling toward the dawn
I’ve been building cathedrals and chasing my whales
Battening my hatches and raising my sails
Been too proud to quit, been too scared to fail
Terrified of living for nothing.
Saying “Things are gonna change just as soon as I get
To the place that I haven’t quite arrived at yet,
But there’s a version of me on the internet
I think you’ll like a whole lot better.”
Everybody’s trying their best to be free
Most of us are doing it wrong
Though the night is cloudy and we can’t hardly see
We keep on stumbling toward the dawn
I’m an orphan searching for a family tree
With room somewhere for a kid like me
I’m praying to God that you’ll be patient with me
Or I’ll never really learn to be happy
Eyes full of rain, clouds full of tears
If you’re lucky, you’ll get seventy years
So what’s the point of wasting it all on fear
And illusions of control
Everybody’s trying their best to be free
Most of us are doing it wrong
Though the night is cloudy and we can’t hardly see
We keep on stumbling toward the dawn
Red sun rising on the desert floor
Wildflowers blooming ‘neath the sycamores
Something inside says I’ve been here before
Maybe in another lifetime
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Rosetta Stone
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I just want to make 1 piece of art so damn good you can't ignore it.
I just want a 2 bed, one bath bungalow with hardwood flooring.
I just want a 3-act life with a curtain call to a standing O,
And a chance to 4-give all my enemies before I go.
I just want 5 thousand dollars
And 60 people to come out to my show
And keep their voices low.
Keep your voices low.
Shut your mouth when you're at my show.
Keep your voices low.
I just want a simple life where we won't worry how we'll pay the rent.
I just want to stick it to the man, but save for retirement.
I just want our love to burn this brightly still when we get old.
I just want more records as good as "Car Wheels On A Gravel Road".
I just want ten thousand dollars for my next record,
A wedding ring, and a honeymoon in Rome...
And Rosetta Stone.
Rosetta Stone.
Let's learn Italian and go to Rome.
Rosetta Stone.
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