The Great Wide Open Funeral for a Friend
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[Verse 1]
Spitting from the bridges
Like a bird perched on a branch
I'm wilting like a tree
That will never let me breathe
[Pre-Chorus]
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Will you follow it home?
[Chorus]
For the road that we walk
Has more miles left to talk
Stories on and on we go
Into the great wide open
[Verse 2]
No it never came back to break me
The way it broke it down
Spitting from the bridges
While the trees give a soft sigh to the ground
[Pre-Chorus]
Soul soldier with your flag held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your flag held high
Will you follow it home?
Spitting from the bridges
Like a bird perched on a branch
I'm wilting like a tree
That will never let me breathe
[Pre-Chorus]
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Will you follow it home?
[Chorus]
For the road that we walk
Has more miles left to talk
Stories on and on we go
Into the great wide open
[Verse 2]
No it never came back to break me
The way it broke it down
Spitting from the bridges
While the trees give a soft sigh to the ground
[Pre-Chorus]
Soul soldier with your flag held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your flag held high
Will you follow it home?
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