Find Me - 10/07/22 01:49 PM
Another brother song;a little folkier this time.
Find Me
RT 683 Bass
Drums Congas Ev8
RT 2762 Piano
RT 405 Ac Gtr Strumming
RT 1814 Ac Gtr
RT 3770 Tin Whistle
Find Me
kids are kites in the wind
we cut the strings trying to reach home
sail above clouds sink under the sea
hang on to your ticket to roam
those days were so beautiful
for the boys of mess and majesty
if I ever lost sight of you
close my eyes count to fifty
do you ache ache for the way we used to be
awake asleep endless endlessly
under covers in the trees
little brother do you see
where the time goes
find me
you tumbled off my map
in my memory you landed headfirst
I`m falling to you like gravity
to find someone must you lose them first
you know I never tried to hide
anywhere but in your eyes would you believe
now there`s nothing in all my treasures
more worn out than me
I ache ache for the way we used to be
awake asleep endless endlessly
under covers in the trees
little brother do you see
where the time goes
find me
I sit in front of our movie screen
dressed up for a journey
do you ache ache for the way we used to be
awake asleep endless endlessly
under covers in the trees
little brother do you see
where the time goes
find me
© Robert Cordrey June 2022
Find Me
RT 683 Bass
Drums Congas Ev8
RT 2762 Piano
RT 405 Ac Gtr Strumming
RT 1814 Ac Gtr
RT 3770 Tin Whistle
Find Me
kids are kites in the wind
we cut the strings trying to reach home
sail above clouds sink under the sea
hang on to your ticket to roam
those days were so beautiful
for the boys of mess and majesty
if I ever lost sight of you
close my eyes count to fifty
do you ache ache for the way we used to be
awake asleep endless endlessly
under covers in the trees
little brother do you see
where the time goes
find me
you tumbled off my map
in my memory you landed headfirst
I`m falling to you like gravity
to find someone must you lose them first
you know I never tried to hide
anywhere but in your eyes would you believe
now there`s nothing in all my treasures
more worn out than me
I ache ache for the way we used to be
awake asleep endless endlessly
under covers in the trees
little brother do you see
where the time goes
find me
I sit in front of our movie screen
dressed up for a journey
do you ache ache for the way we used to be
awake asleep endless endlessly
under covers in the trees
little brother do you see
where the time goes
find me
© Robert Cordrey June 2022