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marjorie -w.c. sinclair - open roads lyrics

[verse]
she never talked to a ghost but still believe she’s a prophet
she said my art got soul and they’re not even obnoxious
she said my heart, it’s gotten cold, i let it freeze in the water
and now with thirty syllables, i see the meaning in nonsense
she said, “you’re better off alone”, i don’t believe in that concept
the letter n, that’s all she wrote, signed in red ink at the bottom
she wanna stop letting go, i hope she achieved what she wanted
i lost my way on open roads, but still believe in the process

[chorus]
running water rose to gold and left it green from the copper
i seen a lot of broken homes but this one’s better than all of ’em
talking to god on broken phones, told me i’m destined for darkness
but if i keep playing my role i’ll still see heaven and all it
live life like edgar allen poe, writin’ nineteenth century novels
pasta painted rigatoni the way she takin’ it softly
her body gracefully took hold of all the hate that i harbor
amazing grace would play in slow motion, painting faces on water
running water rose to gold and left it green from the copper
i seen a lot of broken homes but this one’s better than all of ’em
talking to god on broken phones, told me i’m destined for darkness
but if i keep playing my role i’ll still see heaven and all it
live life like edgar allen poe, writin’ nineteenth century novels
pasta painted rigatoni the way she takin’ it softly
her body gracefully took hold of all the hate that i harbor
amazing grace would play in slow motion, painting faces on water

- marjorie w c sinclair

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