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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Song: | No Pointing Arrows |
Album: | All This Time | Genres: | 17 |
Year: | 2006 |
Length: | 158 sec |
Lyrics:
I am a'comin' to the end of this road My cursed hands they are worn and swollen For a long time I've been carryin' this load Now I'm restin' my arms of these things have been holdin' now
Oh, now where do I go When there ain't no signs or pointin' arrows So many things that I wanted to fulfill That I could not think straight and I could not sit still And I could not sit straight and I could not think still
I am a'doin' the best that I can With what I've been given, these things I have taken Nothin' has ever turned out as I planned But that's how the path of your life is what you make it and
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Animal born in, oh, to myself I got so many reasons to look outside myself All the old familiar faces And the unfamiliar faces That's what every day is, and I do it again Oh, in the morn' I wake with the sun Oh, in the evenin' another day is done And oh I feel restless, I never have guessed That I'd be at this point at the end of this road
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