Lyrics

 
There’s something hanging in the air
A kind of weight that we both share
But I can’t regret what we haven’t done yet
so stick with me and we’ll get there
I’m moving full speed ahead
despite this fever in my head
I’m picking up what I once put down
Don’t want to lose what I’ve found
Round and round with you I go
In a kind of never-ending show
But I won’t relent
and the time that I’ve spent
with you will surely be like gold
All these aches they fade with time
they disappear between each rhyme
and when I least expect
to see the imperfect:
all that sorrow turned sublime
 
(From the album Seven Years Now)
music & lyrics by James Houlahan
published by Gumbo Luvah Music