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There is no red wagon left on the hill and the ropes are swinging in the wind The roads that we travelled down the games we never win
All lead us back home to start again
There have been so many faces some I canât erase
Demons in my dreams remind me of mistakes
Should have known better even way back when
Storms were brewing to take your innocence
So let it burn let the wind whip through the trees
Let the water rise so high it drowns your memories
Things donât change may your ghosts show you what youâre worth
Wait for the time it takes to let it all turn back all turn back to dirt
There have been so many places some I canât escape
Visit them in my dreams reminds me of the ways
I could have done better even way back when
Devils on my shoulders were trying to do me in
So let it burn let the wind whip through the trees
Let the water rise so high it drowns your memories
Things donât change may your ghosts show you what youâre worth
Wait for the time it takes to let it all turn back all turn back to dirt
The witching hour is ticking on the clock of your hometown
No one sees the magic anymore itâs long gone
So let it burn let the wind whip through the trees
Let the water rise so high it drowns your memories
Things donât change may your ghosts show you what youâre worth
Wait for the time it takes to let it all turn back all turn back
Let it burn let the wind whip through the trees
Let the water rise so high it drowns your memories
Things donât change may your ghosts show you what youâre worth Wait for the time it takes to let it all turn back all turn back to dirt
There is no red wagon left on the hill and the ropes are swinging in the wind
- Album:
- Back to Dirt
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