Tried to add these lyrics myself, but I imagine because someone already suggested this song without adding lyrics this cannot be done so I will do so in the comments section.
I have paid my debts sometimes
With awkward silences
I was given two ears of corn and the bow
I ate the one and sowed the other
And brother, I aimed straight for the road...
And brother, I aimed straight for the road...
With my wings in one hand and lead in the other
From the crossroads to the shore
What the horizon only tells to us ghosts
Is that when it's quiet in our hearts
We become the diesel
We become the smoke
We become the prairie
We become the spark
And the only song coming in on the radio
(The only song on the radio)
And the only song coming in on the radio...
Well you take that map of the falling sky
And you lay it across your heart
And the loneliness between us is right where you are...
And the loneliness between us is right where you are...
One of my absolute favorite Molina songs bar none.
Tried to add these lyrics myself, but I imagine because someone already suggested this song without adding lyrics this cannot be done so I will do so in the comments section.
I have paid my debts sometimes With awkward silences I was given two ears of corn and the bow I ate the one and sowed the other And brother, I aimed straight for the road... And brother, I aimed straight for the road...
With my wings in one hand and lead in the other From the crossroads to the shore What the horizon only tells to us ghosts Is that when it's quiet in our hearts
We become the diesel We become the smoke We become the prairie We become the spark
And the only song coming in on the radio (The only song on the radio) And the only song coming in on the radio...
Well you take that map of the falling sky And you lay it across your heart And the loneliness between us is right where you are... And the loneliness between us is right where you are...
One of my absolute favorite Molina songs bar none.