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Reaching for the Sun

Jason Allen: vocals, acoustic guitars, slide electric
Ben Holst: electric rhythm, bass, drums

The one goes
Our master on the hill is gone
Alone, surrounded on all sides.

 


It’s the way
When you’re alone
On your knees
On the desert floor
Holding on
Holding on
Holding on


every one
Claims to be the one
In the name of a faceless tongue
Make a way
Make a kingdom come
Just in case

 
 


The bold
The bold and brave ones marching on
Across the plains
To a higher truth.

 
 


It’s the way
When you’re alone
On your knees
On the desert floor
Holding on
Holding on
Holding on

every one
Claims to be the one
In the name of a faceless tongue
Make a way
Make a kingdom come
Just in case

 
 


I was barely breathing
Laying cut and bleeding
Then I stood up and reached for the sun

Never had it better
The sky was never so blue
I stood up reaching for the sun

I was barely breathing
Laying cut and bleeding
Then I stood up and reached for the sun
And I swore that I’d never
I’ll be damned if I ever lay down
Lay back down again.

Haulin’ ass through the rose thatch
Thorns tearing at your waistline
Make your way to the golden lake
No brake in stride, jump right in

I was barely breathing
Laying cut and bleeding
Then I stood up and reached for the sun
And I swore that I’d never
I’ll be damned if I ever lay down
Lay back down again.

 

©2005 Jason Allen

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