Even if we try
Even if we try
To make ourselves alright
To mend our severed lives
While all the rivers rage,
Descend upon this age
Running melodies
I lift my voice to sing
Ooh
Holding to the past
Clouding in my glass
Lever on my youth
Remember what is true
As we watch the colors
Fleeting with the call of
Laces set on fire
Truth found in the mire.
Ooh
Stumbling down the hillside
In the waning moon light
Hear me, calling
And wailing on the doldrums
Rid ourselves of lonesome nights,
Passed over
Down long hollow road
It's wilted, winding bones
Come on, Johnny, please, won't you speak to me?
Ooh
Uuuuuhu uuuuhu uuuhuu uuuuhuuu
Uuuuuhu uuuuhu uuuhuu uuuuhuuu
Uuuuuhu uuuuhu uuuhuu uuuuhuuu
compositores: Winston James Yellen
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