Loom - II

I dream of seasons spending Winters seeing snow
In the Summers catching breezes as the lake winds blow
Mallards on the highway walking in a perfect row
But what else do I know
Amphetamines are taking everybody's face
Doing scratch-offs on the sidewalk hoping that they pay
The sunlight we remember she grows dimmer everyday
But you still pray for something
Everyone is dropping out of life or out of school
Funeral or factory there's nothing else to choose
Live like hell all week but every Sunday church is full
We all believe in something
Dreaming of Eau Claire again
A place I've been to now and then
The sweetest lips and fairest skin
Take me there, let down your hair
Oh, Clare, again
This city's sold its soul it's dead as it can be
And in my bones I know there's so much more that's meant for me
Some day I'll make it real and not just memories
And I live there like it's home
There's a river I remember wading in its stream
I listened as it whispered all the sweetest things to me
And I met god along the banks of Sherman Creek
And in my hear I call it home
I hear her siren song it's calling out to me
900 miles lie between us so it's just a dream
When I die, bury me beneath the Burr Oak tree
And you can say I made it home
Dreaming of Eau Claire again
A place I've been to now and then
The sweetest lips and fairest skin
Take me there, let down your hair
Oh, Clare, again

Written by:
GREGORY GOURTRELL JR MITCHELL, REMEY RAMONE WILLIAMS

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