Clem Snide

Stoney
Stoney breaks his stride and breaks his heartStoney put the sickness in the jarStores it in the darkest place he knowsSadly always keeping it in towHe sings,Am I ever to feel that free again?Am I ever to feel so light?Am I ever to feel that sweet again?Am I ever to feel alright, again?Stoney burns the leaves and hails the smokeStoney holds the horn commands the strokeParts the water with his finger tipsAll the while doubtful of the tightness of his gripHe sings,Am I ever to feel that free again?Am I ever to feel so light?Am I ever to feel that sweet again?Am I ever to feel alright, again? Again.Am I ever to feel that free again?Am I ever to feel so light?Am I ever to feel that sweet again?Am I ever to feel alright, again? From Letras Mania