lifeblood: songs: lyrics: digging for your dream


i'm trying to remember the very last time i felt a simple thing going past
was it the day in north georgia you were trying to take her back
she sees the day lilies for sale sign
and the tears spring to her eyes
you turned the car around and you headed back down that track

she's had a heart attack but the bottle of jack sits on the counter like the devil she knows
amd he beats her up as she fills her cup and the embers of a dying fire glow see how she looked in her school yearbook
her friends signed the margins all around
oh would you stay in touch you know i'll miss you so much and i hope we get out of this town

every day that you get up and force your cards
you're playing your story in fits and starts
you take your prospects and your pick axe and you trudge down to the stream
and you bloody your hands
digging for your dream

i went looking for the answers from someone i heard believes that life gets easier
and you learn how to breathe or you learn now to grieve your past
you study the masters and their books
giving in to the barbs and hooks
til you except it with grace when your true love doesn't last

every day that you get up and force your cards
you're playing your story in fits and starts
you take your prospects and your pick axe and you trudge down to the stream
and you bloody your hands
digging for your dream

every day that you get up and force your cards
you're playing your story in fits and starts
you take your prospects and your pick axe and you trudge down to the stream
and you bloody your hands
digging for your dream

every day
every day
that you go down
down
down
down
you have bloodied
you have bloodied
your hands
you take your prospects and your pick axe and you trudge down
on down
and you take your prospects and your pick axe and you trudge down
you take your prospects and your pick axe and you trudge down
you take your prospects and your pick axe and you trudge down
you trudge down
oh
you take your prospects and your pick axe and you trudge down
oh
you take your prospects and your pick axe and you trudge down

words and music by emily saliers


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