With the Knack

April 11, 2013

Shake off the dust of your travelers lust, anew rise for the sake of the dawn,

Hope we get back on the am of the track, be a cat with the knack to get home

Mountains and valleys and streams in between and the leaves of the trees,

will we sing to these things

Buildings and alleys, steel beams, siren screams what it brings,

will we cling to these things

From savior to neighbor reside from your labor and savor the flavor, of this time together,     anchor your boat and just float on the coast, as we fish for the souls on the water

Deciding to choose is like breaking the rules, there’s just some things that I had to honor

A chain of damn fools is like something to do, and right or wrong, I never lose

Stay on the move, we’re always in the groove, you found what is true and you kept it

Something to prove, know it tears me in two, just leave my heart right where I left it

From savior to neighbor reside from your labor and savor the flavor, of this time together,     anchor your boat and just float on the coast, as we fish for the souls on the water

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