Holcombe Waller - Risk Of Change lyrics

I don't know much, but I know you* You are the kind of magic always breaks my heart in two The house all trashed, the wine uncorked Maybe I should call you when I get back from New York The barlife strays along your street Poor girl's got a cough and that man's checking out my feet They look for signs and they make plans To forge for the better good of all those children in their hands hands hands hands Home on the range, who knew life could be so strange All boils down to a risk of change Pick up the pieces of your life and rearrange All boils down to a risk of change Change The midnight shoppers stretch for miles Bundled up all coffee cups and cigarettes and smiles I search the stars across your chart Through the constellation of your hands, your head, your heart This city's tiring out my feet Penny rolls a joint, and all the men who pa** smell sweet Oh penny I can't win this race Boy you are like Jeff and you must walk to that dark place place place place Home on the range, who knew life could be so strange All boils down to a risk of change Pick up the pieces of your life and rearrange All boils down to a risk of change Your pretty eyes cut like the devil through my brain They're so smooth, so sharp, so strange Pick up the pieces of your life and rearrange All boils down to a risk of change Change I think I'll sleep alone tonight Cuz babe we both know I could never love you right The house all trashed, the wine uncorked Maybe I should call you when I get back from New York You've got your barbs, you've got your stones Pool them in your pockets with the ox meat and the bones I've got my bags, I'm on my way Cruising like a bandit 'neath the dark Northwestern day I don't know much, but I know you You are the kind of magic always breaks my heart in two I've got my wings, I'm on my way Cruising and communing with the vine to meet the Saints The river sleeps alone tonight Tucked around those cities that will never treat her right I've got my wings, I'm on my way To cruise and commune with the vine and the spirits and the Saints Saints, Yajé, Yajé, yes Home on the range, who knew life could be so strange All boils down to a risk of change Pick up the pieces of your life and rearrange All boils down to a risk of change Your pretty eyes cut like the j**els on your pretty frame And you're pretty hot, and you're pretty cool and you're pretty strange Pick up the pieces of my life and rearrange it All boils down, it all boils down To a risk of changelife could be so strange All boils down to a risk of change Pick up the pieces of your life and rearrange All boils down to a risk of change Your pretty eyes cut like the j**els on your pretty frame And you're pretty hot, and you're pretty cool and you're pretty strange Pick up the pieces of my life and rearrange it All boils down, it all boils down To a risk of change Credits From Into the Dark Unknown, released 15 February 2011 "Risk of Change" is written and arranged by Holcombe Waller Performed by Holcombe and the Healers: Ben Landsverk, Kelly Meyer, Steve Kennon, Galen Cohen Voice and guitar recorded by Holcombe on the road, with strings and horns recorded at Jackpot Studios, engineer Kendra Lynn