Buddy Miller - Worry Too Much - Sözleri

(Mark Heard)





it's the demolition derby 


it's the sport of the hunt 


proud tribe in full war-dance 


it's the slow smile that the bully gives the runt 


it's the force of inertia 


it's the lack of constraint 


it's the children out playing in the rock garden 


all dolled-up in black hats and war paint 





sometimes it feels like bars of steel 


i cannot bend with my hands 


oh - i worry too much 


somebody told me that i worry too much 





it's these sandpaper eyes 


it's the way they rub the luster from what is seen 


it's the way we tell ourselves that all these things are normal 


till we can't remember what we mean 


it's the flicker of our flames 


it's the friction born of living 


it's the way we beat a hot retreat 


and heave our smoking guns into the river 





sometimes it feels like bars of steel 


i cannot bend with my hands 


oh - i worry too much 


somebody told me that i worry too much 





it's the quick-step march of history 


the vanity of nations 


it's the way there'll be no muffled drums 


to mark the passage of my generation 


it's the children of my children 


it's the lambs born in innocence 


it's wondering if the good i know 


will last to be seen by the eyes of the little ones 














		
			



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