Tonight you've caught your breath
You've lost your American spirit
If only I could catch my death, yeah
Just give me long enough to fear it
Her talk ain't like the other girls
She takes my livin' at a glance
We hear the locusts rasp back and forth
And through the thoughts, the past does dance
Do I waste my time?
Yeah, well you know it
And as I stroll through the room
See my features show it
Feel the hand on my shoulder
Yeah, it calls me to dwell
Take a breath hard an clear, yeah
Like a hammer on a church bell
Artist: Sevyn Streeter
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