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Reach Down
Temple Of The Dog
Music & Lyrics I had a dream the other night
You were in a bar in the corner on a chair
Wearing a long white leather coat
And you said hey this is where I'm gonna sit
Purple glasses and glitter in your hair
And buy you a drink someday
You were going to the dog shows
You say now I got all this room
But you kinda lost your way
And no money to decorate it, so some
Local customer put me in touch with the man
Upstairs, he said little man you got no
Business gettin' frustrated, you gotta rest
You gotta rest you gotta reach down
Carry back in your hands
And pick the crowd up
Now I had some angel shine my wings, she said
To the promised land
Nothin' but the best for the golden boy
And I caught some blessing on the wind I'm
She made me promise not to tell I had her under
A spell singing golden words in a broken voice
Feeling lighter than a whisper from a dove
I've got no hands to tie behind my back
Room to spread my wings and my messages of
And I'm sparking like a heart attack, now I've got
Love, yes love was my drug, but that's not
What I died of, so don't think of me
Cause I gotta rest I gotta rest I gotta
Crying louder than some billion dollar baby
Crowd up, carry back in my
Reach down and pick the
Hand to the promised land
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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