leaving this behind (iowa, 2001)
It’s a shadow game, behind the pictures of my life Catching the mystery train, the text of history falling down on me I am sitting here listing all th places I won’t be no more And I am trying to see just where this journey is going to lead me
I’m disillusioned (oh I am breaking down), but I am encouraged (yes I am holding on) True intending (to see this through), but I hear me telling you
I’m leaving this behind
Now here’s a moment, an enlightening delicate moment Caught in a photograph, it’s black and white but I see its colors Look at me, a different body and a different face Look at you, amazing beauty, trapped in time and space
So catch me, I am dancing with completely different feet We may stumble across the patterns on a different street But my blood is still red, though it turns blue when I think of you And inside my head, that’s where I know it’s always true
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