acoustic sunday amos lee

Thus shall ye think of this fleeting world: A star at dawn, a bubble in a stream; A flash of lightning in a summer cloud; A flickering lamp, a phantom, and a dream.

Look up, child The world is born Shoe’s untied And your soles are worn

Windows are rolled down Sun is setting high Windows are rolled down I’m fixing to die

Corn rows have companion feel This rocky road and this steering wheel Who do you call to ease your pain? I hope for you to get through this rain

Windows are rolled down Moon is hanging low Windows are rolled down Think it’s time for me to go, hey

Is it what you dreamed it’d be? Are you locked up in this fantasy? Oh, this miles that have torn us apart My new found faith and my broken heart

Windows are rolled down Sun is rising high Windows are rolled down Feel that wind rushing by, hey

Windows

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