he is reaching up for climbing
ropes hanging down below
I see the children smiling
no need to let it show
I know, I won't be coming home
no more
the street in sidewalk borders
stretch out beyond the scenes
the sweet and dark emotions
every day hopes and dreams
my God, I know who's waiting
beneath the bedroom floor
her eyes anticipating
I'm reaching every move
I know, I won't be coming home
no more
all I ever wanted
was to turn from my side
all I ever wanted
was to turn from my side
the rake is scratching harder
the half drawn window shade
like any empty memory
the colors seem to fade
my God, I know who's waiting
beneath the bedroom floor
remember summer showers
outside the cabin walls
I know, I won't be coming home
no more
Golden Smog - Williamton Angel Lyrics
Golden Smog - Williamton Angel Lyrics
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he is reaching up for climbing
ropes hanging down below
I see the children smiling
no need to let it show
I know, I won't be coming home
no more
the street in sidewalk borders
stretch out beyond the scenes
the sweet and dark emotions
every day hopes and dreams
my God, I know who's waiting
beneath the bedroom floor
her eyes anticipating
I'm reaching every move
I know, I won't be coming home
no more
all I ever wanted
was to turn from my side
all I ever wanted
was to turn from my side
the rake is scratching harder
the half drawn window shade
like any empty memory
the colors seem to fade
my God, I know who's waiting
beneath the bedroom floor
remember summer showers
outside the cabin walls
I know, I won't be coming home
no more
ropes hanging down below
I see the children smiling
no need to let it show
I know, I won't be coming home
no more
the street in sidewalk borders
stretch out beyond the scenes
the sweet and dark emotions
every day hopes and dreams
my God, I know who's waiting
beneath the bedroom floor
her eyes anticipating
I'm reaching every move
I know, I won't be coming home
no more
all I ever wanted
was to turn from my side
all I ever wanted
was to turn from my side
the rake is scratching harder
the half drawn window shade
like any empty memory
the colors seem to fade
my God, I know who's waiting
beneath the bedroom floor
remember summer showers
outside the cabin walls
I know, I won't be coming home
no more
Writer: KRAIG JARETT JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management