Saturday

Crying Out: Jaws Of Life

If we had it made again, if we had it all
I would sit with you until you cried
And catch you before you fall
If only we had it made again
We would have it all

We would walk through villages and tear down cities
And remind ourselves of the time
We found dinosaur bones by the Great Wall

Everything was so perfect and everything was so clear
When I could touch the stars
While we chased red sports cars
You touched me and I touched you
If anything I felt brand new

With you I was so free
When that dark film swallowed your eyes
You lost all ability to see

Now this earth it is shaking
I’m breaking oh dear Lord I’m breaking
And I’m Yours for the taking

Will you accept these battle scars that they’ve left
And make me feel brand new (all over again)

I’m breaking oh dear Lord I’m breaking
And I’m Yours for the taking

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