DESCRIPTION:
original song by e.f. beckley
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we was mixin up the concrete, studyin the scenery,
measurin our heartbeats, comparin old memories.
i was wheelin a barrow, as a path became a road.
the sky fill with sparrows, she called 'em crows.
there was a feather in the mud, so we named it love,
simply because it's what we both dreamed of.
but like the tar on the street, the leather on my feet
was put there intentionally, to cover sensitivities.
if it wasn't for the concrete, you'd see me in bare feet,
if it wasn't for the road, i'd show you my soul.
she's been singin in the wind, blowin in the breeze.
while i've been makin lists of words that rhyme with louise.
and the road became a river, and the river a road,
and every time i think of her i lose control.
i've been stoppin after swervin, crashin after curvin,
the thing that's most disturbin is i called her a sparrow.
i gotta heart like a road, she has a heart like a rose,
anywhere she roams she'd bound to see crows.
if it wasn't for the concrete, you'd see me in bare feet,
if it wasn't for the road, i'd show you my soul.
and it's not that i'm missin her, it's that i miss myself.
i'd put more faith in her than i ever did myself.
she had a heart like a road, i gotta heart like a rose,
anywhere i roam i'm bound to see crows.
if it wasn't for the concrete, you'd see me in bare feet,
if it wasn't for the road, i'd show you my soul.
so i sing, louise, i'm tired of the concrete.

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