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What a wreck of a day,
what a wreck of a man
I've become.
What a thing to say,
but I said it, I cut and run.
I tried to divide myself by my desires,
follow a dream to its grave.
But for all of the ways I bury myself,
I begged and I pleaded to stay.
What a price to pay,
what a price to pay for
wicked pride.
What a foolish way
of abandoning
all that you tried.
Loyal's a life for
a dog on a leash,
I was sure I was born
with the hounds.
But in all of the ways
you bury yourself,
the dogs dig you
out of the ground.
Now I wake in the day
when the sun is high in the sky.
Iâm sure I'm on my way
or at least I'm not living a lie.
Only to find myself
looking behind
at the life for which
I had been bound
Cuz in all of the ways
I bury myself,
I'm rising up
out of the ground.
Yes in all of the ways I
bury myself,
I am rising up
out of the ground.
- Album:
- Neptune
- Holding On, Holding Out (EP)
- Man of Stone
- Rafters (EP)
- Infrared
- Iron in the Fire
- Tall Heights (Session #2) on Audiotree Live
- Holding On, Holding Out
- Spirit Cold
- OurVinyl Sessions Tall Heights
- The Running of the Bulls EP
- The Running of the Bulls
- River (Live)
- River Wider
- White Frost (Acoustic)
- Fire Escape
- Pretty Colors For Your Actions
- Not Like It Was
- The Deep End
- Midnight Oil