Getting Through to Her
There was an earthquake
In her dreams so she thinks her
Foundation is crumbling away
Fault lines in her words
Hoping to show a soul disturbed that
Has shaped her to what she is today
Getting through to her (x4)
Sometimes when I call
She tells me things that were not her fault
And her surface will start to break
Breakdown a hurting sound
I want to tell her that it's ok now
But I'm not too sure just what to say
Getting through to her (x4)
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
Excuse me did she say
She wished she went away
And not return to the shame
Brought to her those days
We'll take man's dirty deeds
And suck them out by cosmic means
Into the sun hurl them
Where they'll be happy burning
But life is not tv
Life is not tv
Life is not tv
She's on wounded knee
And well crazy horse that's me
Her hard parts I'm cradling
I feel refreshed when I watch her sleep
Sometimes that's all I need
It's all about the company we keep
Getting through to her (x4)
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
In her dreams so she thinks her
Foundation is crumbling away
Fault lines in her words
Hoping to show a soul disturbed that
Has shaped her to what she is today
Getting through to her (x4)
Sometimes when I call
She tells me things that were not her fault
And her surface will start to break
Breakdown a hurting sound
I want to tell her that it's ok now
But I'm not too sure just what to say
Getting through to her (x4)
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
Excuse me did she say
She wished she went away
And not return to the shame
Brought to her those days
We'll take man's dirty deeds
And suck them out by cosmic means
Into the sun hurl them
Where they'll be happy burning
But life is not tv
Life is not tv
Life is not tv
She's on wounded knee
And well crazy horse that's me
Her hard parts I'm cradling
I feel refreshed when I watch her sleep
Sometimes that's all I need
It's all about the company we keep
Getting through to her (x4)
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Vincent Martinez, Tripp G
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