"Comin' Down" as written by and Lera Lynn Buettner....
Cold, black wings, you fly and sing
Like a bird on Sunday morn
You've stopped in to rest here again
But I am coming down
There's no need to stay here there's nothing that you can do now

I know I neglect them, I hurt them and cheat them
But surely they can see
There's more at work here than just the danger
And really, it's not me
Let this be the last time I see your face in my town
I hate your sad song and really I am coming down

Please leave me be, I've heard you this time this could be
the end of me

Let this be the last time I see your face in this town
I have unstitched myself in the best way I know how
Please leave me be, I hate your sad song and really I am
coming down, coming down, coming down, coming down

Please leave me be, I've heard you this time this could be
the end of me


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