New Red Shirt
Instead of goodbye, you said good luck
Then shot me dead
Rolled me over in the dirt
I could feel your hands inside my shirt
My new red shirt
And a voice from far away is telling me
Today we are the lucky ones
The happy ones
And this, my friend, is heaven
Tie me to the roof and punch the gas
I'm breathing wind
I'm home at last
Oh, blessed be
The mother of
Perpetual momentum
On awkward wing--we rise
On broken stair--we climb
On whispered word--we find
Our chariot--divine
Then shot me dead
Rolled me over in the dirt
I could feel your hands inside my shirt
My new red shirt
And a voice from far away is telling me
Today we are the lucky ones
The happy ones
And this, my friend, is heaven
Tie me to the roof and punch the gas
I'm breathing wind
I'm home at last
Oh, blessed be
The mother of
Perpetual momentum
On awkward wing--we rise
On broken stair--we climb
On whispered word--we find
Our chariot--divine
Credits
Writer(s): G.s. Dowell, Garrett Scott Dowell
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