John T. Wurzer - Threes Fives And Sevens

Three times down that same old road and you just can't find the curb
Headlights wind around your eyes like lipstick on your nerves
Facing backwards at the wheel ice storm through your chest
Radio plays much too slow whoever would have guessed
That I'd be hellbent on the highway with a shoestring on my kite
And the lover who will take me down is going to be alright
The lover who will take me down is going to be alright

Five times at the wall I tried explosives blues and you
Headed home without you baby sniffing Elmer's glue
Saw those same old bricks today piled up inside a hole
Dying weeds and drying seeds where time will take it's toll
Behaving like a fortune teller with no idea
What's gonna happen tomorrow night
And the lover who will take me down is going to be alright
Oh yeah the lover who will take me down is going to be alright

Seven sounds of solitude come pulsing through my nails
I'm staring at the blood upon my thumb it never fails
The fiery dance of destiny has burned a hole in time
And all I saw were dreams that crawl through hearts that cost a dime
Same old road lipstick ice and taking one more bite
And the lover who will take me down is going to be alright
Oh yeah the lover who will take me down is going to be alright
Oh yeah the lover who will take me down is going to be alright

Written by:
John Wurzer

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