danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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I met my maker I made him cry

Step off the train all alone at dawn
Back into the hole where I was born
The sun in the sky never raised an eye to me
The blood on the tracks, and they must be mine
The fool on the hill, and I feel fine
Don’t look back ’cause you know what you might see
Look into the wall of my mind’s eye
I think I know, but I don’t know why
The questions are the answers you might need
Coming in a mess, going out in style
I ain’t good-looking, but I’m someone’s child
No one can give me the air that’s mine to breathe
I met my maker
I made him cry
And on my shoulder he asked me why
His people won’t fly through the storm
I said, “Listen up man, they don’t even know you’re born”
All my people right here, right now
D’you know what I mean? Yeah, yeah
All my people right here, right now
D’you know what I mean? Yeah, yeah
All my people right here, right now
D’you know what I mean? Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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these are crazy days but make me shine, time keeps rolling by

and all around the world
you gotta spread the word
tell ’em what you heard
you know it’s gonna be OK

it’s gonna be OK
it’s gonna be OK
it’s gonna be OK
it’s gonna be OK