Paroles The alphabet of hurricanes Tom Mcrae

The alphabet of hurricanes

Caught in a world wind of broken sticks and bones
An alphabet of hurricanes can blow this drifted home.
And the train kicks up snow across this cold New Mexico
And as I cross the real ground I finally let you go
To fall into the icy stream of different lives and different dreams.

And you’ll go lightly on your way,
I will go lightly on the same.

Woke up in Kansas from a dream of burning ships
And I still taste the ocean, girl, and you on my lips.
But I can’t seem to change the way this story wants to play
Life is in the living, not the telling, anyway.
I press myself into the glass and silver moon lights up my path.

As I’ll go lightly on my way
And you will go lightly on the same.
Yes, you go lightly on your way.

Shaken by a broken rail in Princeton, Illinois,
With time to kill, I drank my fill and gave the Jukebox all my coins.
And this one’s for the friends I lost and one I’ve left behind
No, this one’s not for you, I take it back, I’ve changed my mind.
The music drifts into the night, calls to me and says it’s time

To go lightly on my way
And you will go lightly on the same.
Yes, you’ll go lightly on,
Yes, you’ll go lightly, go lightly on.

Sunset on the hearts and sends this city into gold
They stole an elder rider, it ain’t mine and it sure ain’t yours.
But I’ve been here for every season, somehow you forget
You claim this city for yourself. Well, take it, it’s my gift.
There’s nothing left to divide, you take the days, I’ll take the nights.

And I’ll go lightly on my way
And you will go lightly on the same.
Yes, you’ll go lightly on your way
Yes, you’ll go lightly, go lightly on.
Yes, you’ll go lightly, go lightly on.

Caught in a world wind of broken sticks and bones
An alphabet of hurricanes can blow this drifted home,
Can blow this drifted home, can blow this drifted home.