Even Flow (Live)
Freezin'
Rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh feelin'
Maybe he'll see a little better set of days, mhmm
Oh, hand out
Faces that he sees never seem quite familiar, mhmm
Oh, dark grin
He can't help when he's happy he looks insane, yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Oh someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again
Kneelin'
Looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read
Oh, prayin'
Now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin'
Understands the weather of the winter's on its way
Oh, ceilings
Few and far between all the legal halls of shame
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Oh someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Whispering hands, gently lead him away
Lead him away, him away
Yeah, woo, oh yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Oh someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Ah, whispering hands, gently lead him away
Lead him away, him away
Yeah, yeah, never vote Republican
Thanks a lot
That's Mike McCready
I know that this is big D-A-L-L-A-S
But here's a song about a small town
Rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh feelin'
Maybe he'll see a little better set of days, mhmm
Oh, hand out
Faces that he sees never seem quite familiar, mhmm
Oh, dark grin
He can't help when he's happy he looks insane, yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Oh someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again
Kneelin'
Looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read
Oh, prayin'
Now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin'
Understands the weather of the winter's on its way
Oh, ceilings
Few and far between all the legal halls of shame
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Oh someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Whispering hands, gently lead him away
Lead him away, him away
Yeah, woo, oh yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Oh someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Ah, whispering hands, gently lead him away
Lead him away, him away
Yeah, yeah, never vote Republican
Thanks a lot
That's Mike McCready
I know that this is big D-A-L-L-A-S
But here's a song about a small town
Credits
Writer(s): Eddie Jerome Vedder, Stone C. Gossard
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