Tytuł: Used To Be Alright

• Wykonawca: I Mother Earth
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It's pretty good, the wine
  The way that we look at
  Ten to eight in the morning
  Just talking, still awake in
  Dawn and dew drinking, thinking
  Always...
  
  Remembering the laughs, the time
  We got high for seven days down
  In New Orleans and it seemed like
  No one else knew we were just
  The moon and sun in fog before the
  Heat burned it away and took
  The sleep from tired heads on
  Beds of reaching hands, of road trip
  Breath and long tall freedom
  
  And then you long
  For the days of trippin' down
  The long road just reading the
  Signs that show you the way to
  A higher place you meditate to
  Feel the quiet of the earth
  That was back
  When we used to be alright
  
  Another shame, the way
  The city smells worse on
  A hot day in August...2 PM
  Right before us good movers
  Move and us shakers break
  Our hearts getting home to
  Country love and the garbage
  Dump by the dried up creek
  Near the forest that once had life
  And then I turn on the news
  Somebody shoot me soon
  I'm tired of over heating, falling
  Quick to bending knees and
  Broken veins, of always needing
  Faith to get to shore and break
  All the vows I've made
  
  No time or presence
  Of mind to wonder why
  No time for questions of
  Why I wonder why
  Something's wrong...again
  The noise shakes the ground
  There's a rage in
  The crowd and I'm a face
  In the crowd, what's your name?
  You're sinkin' in the sand
  Standing next to me, a river
  Running through your pants, afraid
  To trust me when my hands
  Are helping you