October 31, 2010

• The Dreamer – The Tallest Man on Earth

  i’m just a dreamer but i’m hanging on
  though i am nothing big to offer
  i watch the birds, how they dive in then gone
  it’s like nothing in this world’s ever still

  and i’m just a shadow of your thoughts in me
  but sun is setting, shadows growing
  a long cast figure will turn into night
  it’s like nothing in this world ever sleeps

  oh sometimes the blues is just a passing bird
  and why can’t that always be
  tossing aside from your birches crown
  just enough dark to see
  how you’re the light over me

  and by your side, girl, where the acres grow
  into the strong and stunning meadow
  a cowboy stumbling in the finest field
  and nothing good out there won’t be old

  oh sometimes the blues is just a passing bird
  and why can’t that always be
  tossing aside from your birches crown
  just enough dark to see
  how you’re the light over me

  sometimes the blues is just a passing bird
  and why can’t that always be
  tossing aside from your birches crown
  just enough dark to see
  how you’re the light over me 

   

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