Abigail Washburn
Momma
Momma, please tell me trulyEven though life ain't what it should beWhere can I go to fix these things inside'Cause, momma, it's hard to feel freeWhen it's you running through meJust take me now or throw away the keyAnd so it goesLife isn't easy and truth's a dreadful beautyAnd everyone wants to know where they goWhen they dieMomma, I can't help feelingThat this pain is of your willingCool rain from a cloud of strickenineBut maybe, just maybeThis soul will die before my bodyAnd I'll live on earth in peace for evermoreAnd so it goesLately I've thought about meSeparate from your woeful morningLetras de cancionesAnd I can see a light ringing through the skyIt sings of coming gloryStrangely tied to this awful storyIt lifts the heart and gives us wings to flyAnd so it goes
From Letras Mania