Michael Prather songs
The first line came to me and the rest just seemed to work it's way out. I think this would sound better with a Piano. Another Sacrifice She's got a dream that keeps her awake at night And through it all it's just another sacrifice The fine crocheted linens that lie on her bed cover up the stones from which her heart has bled And if I had to guess I'd say she's a little bit wrong but too far in to be too far gone It's a river deep and wide that flows through her mind In the corner of her eyes you can see the storm inside Where the lines have all been shaped to a fine look of grace No one knows the cost or the price that she pays To keep the brittle smile upon her face The fine crocheted linens that lie on her bed cover up the stones from which her heart has bled And if I had to guess I'd say she's a little bit wrong but too far in too be too far gone There's no one there to see her as she goes on display For every single bruised and broken breath she takes In the mirror is a captive bird a prisoner of the skies The dream that awakened her is slowly slippng by Before she has the chance to fly The fine crocheted linens that lie on her bed cover up the stones from which her heart has bled And if I had to guess I'd say she's a little bit wrong but too far in too be too far gone She's got a dream that keeps her awake at night And through it all it's just another sacrifice
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