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Sea At Last - Mighty Flood Lyrics




Lay me down upon the road
Pull my hands over my throat

And the fall winds cry
And the bricks will die
And the thirst will come

Sometimes it takes a cold river
To heal my wounds
Let the water pull
The red fish moan
Upon the dirt
Upon the dirt

And we go down we go
Little feet kickin from a single blow
And how we are
Naked in the moon with a feather song
And down we go
Stones in our pockets from the night before
And how we are
Broken with a crown from the mighty flood

Sew your seeds so carefully
Plant your flowers in the weeds

And it's moving fast
To a dusty path
Deep in my veins

Sometimes it takes a cold river
To heal my wounds
Let the water pull
The red fish moan
Upon the dirt
Upon the dirt

And we go down we go
Little feet kickin from a single blow
And how we are
Naked in the moon with a feather song
And down we go
Stones in our pockets from the night before
And how we are
Broken with a crown from the mighty flood

Sometimes it takes a cold river
To heal my wounds
Let the water pull
The red fish moan
Upon the dirt
Upon the dirt
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Lay me down upon the road
Pull my hands over my throat

And the fall winds cry
And the bricks will die
And the thirst will come

Sometimes it takes a cold river
To heal my wounds
Let the water pull
The red fish moan
Upon the dirt
Upon the dirt

And we go down we go
Little feet kickin from a single blow
And how we are
Naked in the moon with a feather song
And down we go
Stones in our pockets from the night before
And how we are
Broken with a crown from the mighty flood

Sew your seeds so carefully
Plant your flowers in the weeds

And it's moving fast
To a dusty path
Deep in my veins

Sometimes it takes a cold river
To heal my wounds
Let the water pull
The red fish moan
Upon the dirt
Upon the dirt

And we go down we go
Little feet kickin from a single blow
And how we are
Naked in the moon with a feather song
And down we go
Stones in our pockets from the night before
And how we are
Broken with a crown from the mighty flood

Sometimes it takes a cold river
To heal my wounds
Let the water pull
The red fish moan
Upon the dirt
Upon the dirt
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Writer: COHEN, TORY MOECKEL
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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