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Oh Me of Little Faith Lyrics
"We need to fly
We're too far away to walk"
He said as he brushed off his wings
I groaned and staggered
"No flying," I said,
"I'm still afraid and I need to rest."
So gone, gone, gone, gone
I am sure I think I am sure
I am not sure who you are
Sure I remember, think I know
I don't remember who you are
My long lost
Christopher said "Tawny my friend,
Consider the stars and their age."
I missed what he meant and I sang out
The age of their light, their light
So long, long, gone, gone
I am sure I think I am sure
I am not sure who you are
Sure I remember, think I know
I don't remember who you are
My long lost
I want to use up this night
Like a young man on the street
Making noise and dancing drunk
Just the rats and kids and thieves
I am sure I think I am sure
I am not sure who you are
Sure I remember, think I know
I don't remember who you are
Sure I remember
I am sure, I don't know who you are
My long lost
My long lost, long lost
We're too far away to walk"
He said as he brushed off his wings
"No flying," I said,
"I'm still afraid and I need to rest."
So gone, gone, gone, gone
I am not sure who you are
Sure I remember, think I know
I don't remember who you are
My long lost
Consider the stars and their age."
I missed what he meant and I sang out
The age of their light, their light
So long, long, gone, gone
I am not sure who you are
Sure I remember, think I know
I don't remember who you are
My long lost
Like a young man on the street
Making noise and dancing drunk
Just the rats and kids and thieves
I am not sure who you are
Sure I remember, think I know
I don't remember who you are
I am sure, I don't know who you are
My long lost
My long lost, long lost
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From Tanya's Bandcamp: "In 1995, Belly toured the UK and Europe with a band called Coldwater Flat, who were also part of the Ft. Apache stable, led by Paul Janovitz (one of my many Jano fam connections). We all became fast friends and there was an abundance of humor, much of it supplied by drummer Paul Harding. Years (and years) later, I fell in love with his book, Tinkers (2010 Pulitzer winner) and asked if he had any abandoned scraps hanging around that I could scarf up. He sent pages of wonderful words, and I pulled some of the related imagery into these lyrics. The words are his, so I hesitate to weigh in too heavily on them, but they remind me of the people who grew me up, and how we may fall in and out of knowledge of each other, but we're inextricably woven together. (And a good thing, too.)"