Slug - The River lyrics

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Slug - The River lyrics

[Verse 1 : Slug] It was a purple-purple sky and an orange-orange moon And everyone was whistling the same damn tune Except Brian, Brian staired out across the field And watch the horizon blossom to cop a field Over the edge of the world The one they're all afraid to walk Ration out the why they're so high on the small talk But Brian knows where the crows all go To find the if's, and the and's and the but's and also's Chorus: If I could run through the woods, and speed like the light I'd find the answers to why, and be back by tonight If I could fly through the fog and look at this rock I'd figure out how to keep Hell off of my block But as it stands, I stay content Tryin' to be the magic man, and pay my rent Wishing that Brian would turn me on to the secrets he sought While we keep burning the dawn, just to keep the day hot [Verse 2 : Slug] If I could ask you one question, I'd ask where you went You could teach me a lesson every time I got bent But the alcohol don't make me forget about it all Doesn't matter the season the leaves can still fall They slipped hidden messages within the cards that were dealt I understand myself and all of the sorrow I felt For as simple as I'am how'd it get so complex Got me studying the margins and disregarding the text I open the curtins and listen to the traffic go But I still get nervous each time my peace pa**es go The residue is thick and the memory fails I still laugh cuz the path feels a lot like a trail Chorus: If I could run through the woods, and speed like the light I'd find the answers to why, and be back by tonight If I could fly through the fog and look at this rock I'd figure out how to keep Hell off of my block But as it stands, I stay content Tryin' to be the magic man, and pay my rent Wishing that Brian would turn me on to the secrets he sought While we keep burning the dawn, just to keep the day hot [Verse 3 : Slug] We used to be a couple of pimps walking the hallways with pride Drunk or sober, life was nothing short of rollercoaster rides Trip to the clubs, now the skull to the rhythm All we wanted out of life was what was given And when you pa**ed I wanted to take back the time we wasted I'd trade all the buzzes in for one more conversation We can sit in the shade and discuss the meaning of sacred Cause I can't see the garden no more, just the avens But the wind still blows and the plains still grow And I wish your name was on the guest list at my shows I got to beleive you can see me run up on my freedom Cause you got to meet up with the son before you got to meet my son Bridge (x2): And when I see lightning, feels like my buzz is heightning Everytime I feel the sun, I can smell the love And when I smell the air I can hear a child trying But everytime I hear a river I think the mother is crying

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