Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
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Fuck you
You're drunk and acting tough
I know you're sad
You're not the only one who feels like that now
And maybe anger is your only choice
But maybe heart and fist and human voice
Might be the better way
Be the way
Cause we, we will still need a song
To carry our love away
To carry it away
We will still need a song
To carry our hearts away
To carry them away
Don't let another tear be in your eyes
We can die in peace knowing we tried
To change our own ways
The poets let a generation down
And modern music could be a healing sound
It's the only way
Only way
Cause we, we will still need a song
To carry our love away
To carry it away (Last chance for being sad)
We will still need a song (I'm tired of feeling bad)
To dance on our wedding day
To carry it away
And we will still need a song (we still need)
To carry us on (to carry us on)
To carry us on
And we, we will still need a song
To carry our hearts away
To carry them away
We will still need a song
To dance on our wedding day
To carry it away
Last chance for feeling sad
I'm tired of being bad (to carry our love away)
Last chance for being sad
I'm tired of feeling bad