THE DAYLIGHT HERE
VERSE 1
To my mother, I ll be sorry that I gotta go
To my brother, I ll be sorry that I gotta go
To you I wish that I could say I wish you well
But I think I ll be waiting until
I m honestly able.
VERSE 2
I m sure the air is lighter on the seas
In every city settled far away from me
Now I m negotiating with the fear
That something s wrong with the daylight here
And I can t fix it.
CHORUS
Crooked or kind, if I m free, if I m fine
Either way, whatever I do
Whichever coast, there ll be room there for ghosts
Either way, I ll be thinking of you.
VERSE 3
When gone I have sworn that I will worry not
Of satisfaction, justice, or the will of God
I m not sure there s any difference in the three
Whatever the conscience decrees
I hope we both feel right.
CHORUS
Crooked or kind, if I m free, if I m fine
Either way, whatever I do
Whichever coast, there ll be room there for ghosts
Either way, I ll be thinking of you.
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