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Jon Foreman
resurrect me
It takes a long time to kill a manfifty-five years at least
until he breaks down
starts to look underground
to go off, and get him some peace
I want to die a lot quicker than that
if it?s my only way out
I?ve been counting up the cost
getting up on that cross
I want to know what this is all about
Father Time/ steals our days
like a thief
there?s no price/ that I wouldn?t pay
to get some relief
I?ve become the empty shell
of a man I don?t like so well
I am a living, breathing hell
come on and resurrect me!
I tried to drown the pain
with a friend of mine
It didn?t seem to help
She?s got a pretty face
with her wedding lace
But I?m still waking up with myself
I know what it means to choke it down
up down until your legs get weak
I know what it?s like
on a Saturday night
To be alone in a crowded street
Father Time steals our days
like a thief
There?s no price that I haven?t
paid
to get some relief
I?ve become the shell of a man
I can?t begin to even understand
Have I forgotten who I am?
come on and resurrect me!
Resurrect me
Resurrect me