Been a long time since I tried to rule the world
This road's fine, but slow
And a big old sun rolling round the west
It's not dark yet, but close
Calling out all cowards never felt so good
They'd hide out forever if they could
The shine upon my armor might be red with rust
Better off than blood or full of dust
Older now than I've ever been before
I don't talk so loud no more, no more
But the long years are music to my ears
Even the tears are pedal steel
Might it be the song in me moves my mouth to sing?
Kinda like a crown wears a king
Maybe all the sound was here before we learned to breathe
It sure does hang around when we leave
credits
from Pastourelle,
released April 23, 2012
Lyrics, vocals, guitar: Christian Lewis
Lyrics: Ted O'Toole
Bass: Jack Beers
Keyboard: Tyson Lewis
Drums: Rob Racine
Slide guitar: Sean Gibson
Recording, editing, mixing, mastering: Bill Racine
Produced by Bill Racine and Christian Lewis
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