Down in the gutter life is slipping away
Let me still exist in another place
Running under cover of a helicopter blade
The flames are getting higher in effigy
Burning down the bridges of my memory
Love may still be alive somewhere someway
Where they're downing only deer a hundred steel towns away
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Oh, the rhythm oif my heart
Is beating like a drum
With the words "I love you"
Rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam
For I know my place is home
Where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing
Photographs and kerosene light up my darkness
I can still feel the touch of your thin blue jeans
Running down the alley, I've got my eyes all over you, baby. Oh, baby
(Chorus)
I'll be sailing
Oh, yeah
Oh, I've got lightning in my veins
Shifting like the handle of a slot machine
Love may still exist in another place
I'm just pulling back the handle, no expression on my face
(Chorus) 2x
Marc Jordan