gently chiding veronica

I can recall you standing tall
Imagine all his glory gazing
Like them puddles painting rainbows
In the sunlight, on the pavement
In the blackness where your accent
Sent me softly into dreaming
Over bends and home again
Only to turn up in between them
And them speakers shout me greetings
They shout me revelations
Where them villians wind up dancing
And their fans come spend their paychecks
And we danced around the ramps
And down bridges where the anthems sound
Tricksters and the tramps abound
Cheaters as the champs are crowned
You take your chances while the sunlight sets
But no matter how ferocious that the gunfight gets
The promised land I hear is merely one ride west
I haven't had the time to take but when the blood dries, let's

If you did not believe in all these
Silly little things you do
You might not feel that melancholy
When they turn out to not be true
But who's to say what's true and what isn't?
He said, she said that it's not you
Me oh my good god good riddance
What a nice, neat, bloodless coup

And you've been praying with dirty fingers
It's a wonder you can pray at all
Till nighttime comes to cross the vineyard
And it's a wonder I should think so small
But there she goes my moonlight daughter
Basking, brushing up against the rose
Sometimes she sings tunes I taught her
Most times she don't use words at all

You get what you get and you don't throw a fit
You take what you make and don't tell no one shit
Yes, you get what you get and you don't throw a fit
Take what you make and don't tell no one shit
Yes, you get what you get and you don't throw a fit
Take what you make and don't tell no one shit
You get what you get and you don't throw a fit
Take what you make and ladiedatata



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Cole Wuamett, Jeremy Johnson Asay, Aaron D Mattison
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