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My Morning Jacket It Still Moves

grave so big It will swallow up the sea Oh, I know that it's easy There's no trouble waitin' for me Oh, I know that it's easy There's no trouble waitin

earthly disguise Well, the evening rebel, his heart is stone This earthly body, just a temporary home A dream of movin' moves on through night And he sure looks good when he moves

Sittin' here with me and mine All wrapped up in a bottle of wine Little we can do, we gonna see it through somehow So, now are you ready to go, my lady

me back Then faith came my way Oh shit run, oh, oh It's what appears to me, it's what appears to me It's what appears to me, it's what appears to me

anywhere it goes, it's always with me It's not the dream that makes you weak It's not the night that makes you sleep But it's a voice and it's a choice

long did it seem? Three days or four, snow glazed all the trees My mother held me like a motorcycle So warm, we sang melody Campin' out all night, slow moves

: Sittin here with me and mine, all wrapped up in a bottle of wine little we can do... we gon see it thru somehow so... now are you ready to go? my lady

: Wakin up feelin good and limber when the telephone it ring was a bad man from California tellin of a stone he'd bring and of better days from this

well the evening rebel, his heart is stone. This earthly body... just a temporary home a dream of movin moves on thru the night and he sure looks good when he moves