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Ive Been Delivered

The Wallflowers

YimberPalomino 12 The Wallflowers Ive Been Delivered
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I could break free from the

Wood of a coffin

If I need

But nothin s hard as

Gettin free from places

I ve already been


I ve been waste-deep

In the burnin meadows

Of my mind

In the engine

In cold December

Shootin fire from the hose


Now turn off your lights

Cause I m not comin home

Til I m delivered for the first time


I was first-born to a parade

That follows in rows

Down a narrow cold black river

Faceless shadows

Movin slow


I would move swift when

The sounds of a trumpet would blow

I ve been the puppet

I ve been the strings

I know the vacant face it brings


Now the bells of curfew

They may ring before I m through

But soon

I ll be delivered for the first time


You might keep clean

In the back of an angel motorcade

It doesn t matter who walks in

You know, the joke is still the same

You ll just wake up

Like a disposable lover

Decomposed

I ve been gone

I ve been remembered

I ve been alive

I ve been the ghost


So now, if downtown explodes

I ll still be on this road

Til I m delivered for the first time


I have drawn blood

From the neckline

When vampires were in fashion

You know I d even learn

To cut my throat

If I thought I could fit in


Cause I, I once heard

That you gotta learn

How to blend in to this mess

Where nothin s hard

Nothin s precious

And nothin s smooth or flawless


Now, no more amused

Just screaming to be delivered

For the first time


Now I m 10 miles in the deep

And mighty blue sea

Looking back, towards a long white beach

Burnin up into yellow flames


And I just wave back

Like a little boy up on a pony

In a show

Cause I can t fix

Something this complex

Any more than I can build a rose


So just keep on letting go

Cause I must be close

To being delivered for the first time


Now I d rather bleed out

A long stream from being lonely

And feel blessed

Well than drown, laying face down

In a puddle of respect

I was once lost

In the corridors of the arena

In blindfolds

I ve been the bull

I ve been the whip

I just pulled down the matador


So now, turn on your lights

Cause I m comin home

I ve been delivered for the first time

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