from the 2007 album 'Coming Home to Stay'.
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fiogf49gjkf0d Cast Down from the Skies
And I was driving, two miles past the limit
Riding the storm, believing the news
Past questions of survival and danger
When suddenly it came to me
That I was too far gone for you
Please, don't you even miss me?
I'm writing this song, believing that arrival
Was destined to be
A life-long way to give it
A folly in Genes, too Blue for my eyes
Cast down from the Skies.
And I was finding, to my own discredit
The Romance was wrong, believing my Blues
Gave answers, but only rivaled, made me a stranger
With visions of Ganja
That made me too far gone for you
Please, don't you even miss me?
I'm writing this wrong, but it seems to me only natural
Our biology
We're programmed to reveal it
A folly in Genes, too Blue for my eyes
Cast down from the Skies.
© 19/02/04 JMWH
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