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Ryan Biracree Miscellaneous Fathers In The Dust The wind is blowin hard outside There's somethin at the door Black cats swingin from balconies Someone's dyin on the floor An' we're searching for our fathers in the dust Get a hold get a hold get a hold on Flyin over mountains Wave bye bye to the hurricane eye The black ocean surround the fire Once I loved a woman So the story goes 'Don't follow leaders' he said And still the wind it blows Wishin for the grassland And sittin on a hill A piece of peace I wish to see Look out the window sill An' we're searching for our fathers in the dust Get a hold get a hold get a hold on Flyin over mountains Wave bye bye to the hurricane eye The black ocean surround the fire Silver starry burnout With the fire in the plains And th' often blueish melody Of angel still remains Smilin past the dreamful Of worlds and fourteen scene To dream it up To blow it down Find beauty at the stream Let her in Let her in Smallest in these little rhymes Let her in Let her in ..let her sin An' we're searching for our fathers in the dust Get a hold get a hold get a hold on Flyin over mountains Wave bye bye to the hurricane eye The black ocean surround the fire The sins of our fathers Make room for our own past I can't provide I can't reside In footsteps made of sand Can they let me past their shadows Cowboys on the range All the roads looked the same before Am I still in the cage? An' we're searching for our fathers in the dust Get a hold get a hold get a hold on Flyin over mountains Wave bye bye to the hurricane eye The black ocean surround the fire |
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