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Bullet Holes
Black birds and bullet holes
Scattered across the sky
I wander
These steep hills
Into the grey light
My fingers collapse around my pen
Like soldiers tryin' to hold up the flag
I'm callin' out, once again
In this letter to you my friend
In this letter to you my friend
In this letter to you my friend
And don't tell me you been comin' up easy
Stop, drop, life is breezy
You used to say that you would come around
Oh baby, but you're never here
You have been
Up above (so high, so high, so high)
And lived in the dirt
You have felt
Some love
And you
Have been hurt
Well I've gone to shorten my road
With a fistful of matches, but nothin' to strike (nothin' to strike)
And as we walk along the road
You will know that this is right
You may think I'm crazy
You may think I'm foolish
But I'm coming through the lightening
Comin' back to you
Don't tell me you been comin' up easy
Stop, drop, life is breezy
You used to say that you would come around
But you're never here
You have been
Up above (so high, so high, so high)
And lived in the dirt
You have felt
Some love
And you
Have been hurt
Oh, my, my, my, my, m,y my, my
I'm feelin' fine
Oh my, my, my, my, my, my, my
I'm comin' through
Oh my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Oh, my, my, my, oh, my
You have been
Up above so high, so high, so high
And lived in the dirt
You have felt
Some love
And you
Have been hurt
Oh, you have been, you have been
Up above, up above
And you've lived, and you've lived, in the dirt, in the dirt
Oh, you have felt, you have felt
Some love, oh some love
And you, you have
Been hurt
You have been up above
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You have been up above
Been hurt
And you, you have
Some love, oh some love
Oh, you have felt, you have felt
And you've lived, and you've lived, in the dirt, in the dirt
Up above, up above
Oh, you have been, you have been
Have been hurt
And you
Some love
You have felt
And lived in the dirt
Up above so high, so high, so high
You have been
Oh, my, my, my, oh, my
Oh my, my, my, my, my, my, my
I'm comin' through
Oh my, my, my, my, my, my, my
I'm feelin' fine
Oh, my, my, my, my, m,y my, my
Have been hurt
And you
Some love
You have felt
And lived in the dirt
Up above (so high, so high, so high)
You have been
But you're never here
You used to say that you would come around
Stop, drop, life is breezy
Don't tell me you been comin' up easy
Comin' back to you
But I'm coming through the lightening
You may think I'm foolish
You may think I'm crazy
You will know that this is right
And as we walk along the road
With a fistful of matches, but nothin' to strike (nothin' to strike)
Well I've gone to shorten my road
Have been hurt
And you
Some love
You have felt
And lived in the dirt
Up above (so high, so high, so high)
You have been
Oh baby, but you're never here
You used to say that you would come around
Stop, drop, life is breezy
And don't tell me you been comin' up easy
In this letter to you my friend
In this letter to you my friend
In this letter to you my friend
I'm callin' out, once again
Like soldiers tryin' to hold up the flag
My fingers collapse around my pen
Into the grey light
These steep hills
I wander
Scattered across the sky
Black birds and bullet holes
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| Bullet Hoels |
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| Bulolet Holoes |
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