Texty

Pacific Standard Time Georgia state line Thread the needle, riddle my rhyme Come knock on my door The fools finger wears the crown Time to tie your ribbons 'round Around the sun, around the moon Around our love A hundred days of rain in front of me I've been through this storm before Blow a kiss and wave goodbye to me Oh, soon I'll be outside your door Pick an apple, bruise a peach You can't learn what you can't teach This ain't dinner, it's a feast Just like old Levi Hanging on to the hanging on You cant make right unless you know wrong Cant join the band less you sing the song So let bygones be gone A hundred days of rain in front of me I've been through this storm before Blow a kiss and wave goodbye to me Oh, soon I'll be outside your door Fair and tender lady, take my mind and wander Lay with me until the stars refuse to shine Be my dream through sweet silver slumber Beyond this morning past the gray walls of time There is what we're given There is what we gave What you lose, what you gain There is what must be broken What must be saved And what's already gone And what's already gone A hundred days of rain in front of me I've been through this storm before Blow a kiss and wave goodbye to me Morning comes like it has before The ocean always finds the shore So let it be forever more
Writer(s): Chris Robinson, Neal Casal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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