I'm the sparrow on the roof I'm the list of everyone I have to lose I'm the rainbow in the dirt I am who I was and how much I can hurt
So I will look for you in stories of the kings westward leading, still proceeding to the world unseen
I'm the mirror in the hall from your empty room I can hear it all now that we must live apart I have a lock of hair and one half of my heart
So I will look for you between the grooves of songs we sing westward leading, still proceeding to the world unseen
There are no gifts that will be found wrapped in winter, way beneath the ground you must be somewhere in the stars cause from a distance comes the sound of your guitar
And I will look for you in Memphis and the miles between I will look for you in morphine and in dreams I will look for you in the rhythm of my bloodstream westward leading, still proceeding to the world unseen
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