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so i wrote this 3 weeks ago . i quit smoking 14 days ago. as i listened back to it tonight i thought ,it might have been influenced by my feeling at the time when i was struggling with when i was going to quit. it had been bothering me for a while. so i thought it interesting. i often dont know why i am writing a certain song , or at least i think i might be writing one song to find out it is really about something else. i love that about creating something
tim
tim
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Lyrics
flowers that i have grown from seed surround me
no lesson could be harder for me to see
im walking in the graveyard
im sitting down by a tree
i crossed that river yesterday baby
what more do you want from me
long roads are long sometimes hard to swallow
and deep waters deep
when you sink i just follow
im loosing something precious
something tattered and torn
say good bye to the sunshine
im headed into a storm
getting lost infers someone has to find you
but when you find your way out yourself
it is called loosing your direction
nobody wants to believe it
no one thought they ever could
i i im driving down the high
i i i i aint looking back
just meet me in the morning
just before i wake
dont loose something precious
something so tattered and worn
keep me in the sunshine
and shelter me from the storm
no lesson could be harder for me to see
im walking in the graveyard
im sitting down by a tree
i crossed that river yesterday baby
what more do you want from me
long roads are long sometimes hard to swallow
and deep waters deep
when you sink i just follow
im loosing something precious
something tattered and torn
say good bye to the sunshine
im headed into a storm
getting lost infers someone has to find you
but when you find your way out yourself
it is called loosing your direction
nobody wants to believe it
no one thought they ever could
i i im driving down the high
i i i i aint looking back
just meet me in the morning
just before i wake
dont loose something precious
something so tattered and worn
keep me in the sunshine
and shelter me from the storm
crissew
Very cool. Almost Floyd meets Beatles. Dark and introverted. Very creative, nice work.