Testi

Six and a half hours into the West Virginia night Half a mile from home and I was makin' pretty good time I thought that I'd gone far enough, I couldn't lose the trail Then I stepped through the door, I still found the way to fail I can't start to count the things I said I'd never be But I became them all, the night you quit countin' on me And all the harder things that you said to my heart Every one of them things was true but It was that one look at the end That one look at the end That one look at the end It ran it through Now that big gray owl above me starts again to wail Says that moon has got so low tonight that it's polishin' the rails Now that mountain engine's runnin' about 30 years too late Once you hear it comin', boy, it'll not let you wait I used to think that tomorrow was just out there waitin' for me But now I wonder where tomorrow I wonder where tomorrow I wonder where tomorrow is going to be Tonight when I am rolling over the earth's most lonesome ground I will think of all the ways, next time I will try not to let you down I thought that I'd live long enough That the light would come shining through But don't this look like the dark? Don't this look like the dark? Don't this look like the dark? Don't this look like the dark? Don't this look like the dark? Don't this look like the dark? Is there, is there more people or more stars?
Writer(s): Jason Molina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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