Cruel Design
Some say time is a long, straight line
The space between the start and the end
Fleeting lives
Like a flash of light
Breezes blow their bitter wind
Burned or buried
Scattered or carried
From a church upon a hill
Dreams we carry
Hopes we've buried
Oh I remember still
If the whiskey don't kill me
The worry will
Some say time is a cruel design
The hours gone the days we spend
Memory dies
Like the sun will rise
Winter breaks what autumn bends
Burned or Buried
Scattered or carried
From a church up on a hill
Dreams we carry
Hopes we buried
Oh I remember still
If the whiskey don't kill me
The women will
Be quiet, keep still
As the hours expire and the minutes killed
And now turns violently to then
What does it matter?
When the sun explodes and the world will scatter
In a wave of fire and wind
Burned or Buried
Scattered or carried
From a church up on a hill
Dreams we carry
Hopes we buried
Oh I remember still
If the whiskey don't kill me
The wondering will
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Cruel Design
Some say time is a long, straight line
The space between the start and the end
Fleeting lives
Like a flash of light
Breezes blow their bitter wind
Burned or buried
Scattered or carried
From a church upon a hill
Dreams we carry
Hopes we've buried
Oh I remember still
If the whiskey don't kill me
The worry will
Some say time is a cruel design
The hours gone the days we spend
Memory dies
Like the sun will rise
Winter breaks what autumn bends
Burned or Buried
Scattered or carried
From a church up on a hill
Dreams we carry
Hopes we buried
Oh I remember still
If the whiskey don't kill me
The women will
Be quiet, keep still
As the hours expire and the minutes killed
And now turns violently to then
What does it matter?
When the sun explodes and the world will scatter
In a wave of fire and wind
Burned or Buried
Scattered or carried
From a church up on a hill
Dreams we carry
Hopes we buried
Oh I remember still
If the whiskey don't kill me
The wondering will
Some say time is a long, straight line
The space between the start and the end
Fleeting lives
Like a flash of light
Breezes blow their bitter wind
Burned or buried
Scattered or carried
From a church upon a hill
Dreams we carry
Hopes we've buried
Oh I remember still
If the whiskey don't kill me
The worry will
Some say time is a cruel design
The hours gone the days we spend
Memory dies
Like the sun will rise
Winter breaks what autumn bends
Burned or Buried
Scattered or carried
From a church up on a hill
Dreams we carry
Hopes we buried
Oh I remember still
If the whiskey don't kill me
The women will
Be quiet, keep still
As the hours expire and the minutes killed
And now turns violently to then
What does it matter?
When the sun explodes and the world will scatter
In a wave of fire and wind
Burned or Buried
Scattered or carried
From a church up on a hill
Dreams we carry
Hopes we buried
Oh I remember still
If the whiskey don't kill me
The wondering will
Writer: Johnson N.
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