Pushbike
I pedaled seventy k down this old Highway
Just to see how you were doing carrying my baby
And though today the names in my life escape me
She feels so real that I still care to worry
In my mind no one ever shot at the Kennedys
The kids have gone to school, the wife and I are married
Now every Sunday I wonder if my prayer's gotten old yet
I've got a vision in mind
She cries at the way I forget
I fooled myself into a living steady
I've only got myself to carry
And if I only had my mind intact
Well, then I would know that I belong to no one's heart
I lost my job and my love in Pennsylvania
Is that how the Founding Fathers said it would be?
And though my name and my face aren't great enough to be etched into a mountain
I've got my songs and you can't take that from me
In my mind no one ever shot at the Kennedys
The kids have gone to school, the wife and I are married
Now every Sunday I wonder if my prayer's gotten old yet
Land of the free, but I buy everything with my blood and my debt
And ain't it sad that I don't agree with you?
I'm born of a lie
Distorted my mind
And ain't it sad that I can't read the news?
It sends my walls all tumbling down...
In my mind no one ever shot at the Kennedys
The kids have gone to school, the wife and I are married
Now every Sunday I wonder if my prayer's gotten old yet
Land of the free, but I buy everything with my blood and my debt
I fooled myself into a living steady
I've only got myself to carry
And if I only had my mind intact
Well, then I would know that I belong to no one's heart
Just to see how you were doing carrying my baby
And though today the names in my life escape me
She feels so real that I still care to worry
In my mind no one ever shot at the Kennedys
The kids have gone to school, the wife and I are married
Now every Sunday I wonder if my prayer's gotten old yet
I've got a vision in mind
She cries at the way I forget
I fooled myself into a living steady
I've only got myself to carry
And if I only had my mind intact
Well, then I would know that I belong to no one's heart
I lost my job and my love in Pennsylvania
Is that how the Founding Fathers said it would be?
And though my name and my face aren't great enough to be etched into a mountain
I've got my songs and you can't take that from me
In my mind no one ever shot at the Kennedys
The kids have gone to school, the wife and I are married
Now every Sunday I wonder if my prayer's gotten old yet
Land of the free, but I buy everything with my blood and my debt
And ain't it sad that I don't agree with you?
I'm born of a lie
Distorted my mind
And ain't it sad that I can't read the news?
It sends my walls all tumbling down...
In my mind no one ever shot at the Kennedys
The kids have gone to school, the wife and I are married
Now every Sunday I wonder if my prayer's gotten old yet
Land of the free, but I buy everything with my blood and my debt
I fooled myself into a living steady
I've only got myself to carry
And if I only had my mind intact
Well, then I would know that I belong to no one's heart
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Writer(s): Kier Junos
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