Richard Bryant Still, the night is black there`s Not a star that`s worth its shine Still, I`m leaning back here Eating rhythm, sucking time To my heart beating out sweet tattoos On the thin skin of my soul On the near side of the blues Still, I pound the dents out Of all the dreams that crash tonight Still, I might make sense out Of what went wrong, what didn`t go right And I might get the reason why the sun should rise so Fast on those who wait to have some Star fall in their eyes Still I wave my hammer To those who wait, who come, who go Still I might not stammer On words of love if I speak low And now the dawn is filling up with birds so high and Black the sun can`t shine its way Across the feathered sky
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