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TILL I’M COLD

Scott Warner, piano/vocal

I drive the body, I mine the heart

I fling my gold into the dark

I risk the day as dreamers do

Not a single dream has ever come true


Against a page

Between the sheets

In the margins

Where Spirits meet

Got an axe I’m still swingin’

Some shit I’m still slingin’

This song I’m still singin’

This body is gettin’ old

But I’ll be singin’

Till I’m cold


A woman comes, could be my wife

Who needs a dream I’ve got a life

But people change and lovers part

It’s all so strange inside my heart


Against a page

Between the sheets

Behind the noise

Where Spirits meet

Got an axe I’m still swingin’

Some shit I’m still slingin’

This song I’m still singin’

This body is gettin’ old

But I’ll be singin’

Till I’m cold

You’re chowin’ one day and you’re ciao the next

You dream your pictures, you live your text

The book is old, the binding’s broke

Someday the book goes up in smoke


Against a page

Between the sheets

Inside the loss

Where Spirits meet

Got an axe I’m still swingin’

Some shit I’m still slingin’

This song I’m still singin’

This body is gettin’ old

But I’ll be singin’

Till I’m cold




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