Sage Francis - Bridle

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Maze broken



She's runnin'



Feet swollen



He's commin'

She's stolen





And before he even knows it she's gone.



Tea cups sittin' on the hollow tree stumps

He's dumped, and can't seem to swallow these lumps





The best goes on…





Same fire







New passion

Old flame



Trade it in for a summer fling



There's nothing like that sweet old song…





Tip over





Root the trees

Bend the leaves





Blend in with the open wound



The freeze frames keep him warm…







The day's frost is scrapped off the weight loss



The new sign that says keep off

As he speeds off into the storm…









Out of sight the lighting strikes him twice



He's peeking out on the pike and cheatin life



Pealing out on the lawn









Now he's idling 

In his mind he's figuring out life's about the little things 

His time is dwindling





And his labyrinth 



And all his magnificent can only keep the mike straps

The princess is innocent





She doesn't belong… 







(I never thought I'd miss you)





They had a ceremony where he put her in a bridle, the headstall…

She stop to think for a minute, and in a split second went a wall. 



(I never thought I'd miss you)



He draws in the chin as in a expression of resentment or scorn







He's pullin' on the rains, the bridle, the shower the storm



The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war…



The rains, the bridle, the shower, the storm…



The maze, high tower, clouds are at war…



The rains, the bridle, the shower, the storm…



The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war, clouds are at war, clouds are at war…





(I never thought I'd miss you) – repeat 3x



														   

														   









		
			



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