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Mccain Edwin

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath And emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky Never revealing their

Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing Are we caught up in our anger, are

Pacing gently the summer wind The king stares softly to the sky And will he ever see his home again Deep from his heart he starts to cry As his songs

Have you given up on passion living day to day? You keep your dreams locked down inside And choking on a lifetime of never take a chance The wake up one

The rhythm of life, Heaven withstanding And smiling we're all swept away The rhythm of life is not so demanding As some caught in narrows would say Fragile

I'm holding my last breath It's burning in my lungs Clenching up my eyes Bloody up my tongue Of the words that might escape Are ringing in my ears Grinds

I've been through the valley But I feared no man Saw the beach and the footprints Alone in the sand Times seem hopeless The night too dark to see The

How did I wake up each day Before that moment I saw your face Where was I before your touch Nowhere is where I was without you Without you in it my life

Listen everybody, especially you girls Is it right to be left alone While the one you love is never home? Well, I love too hard All my friends sometimes