Dave2112
Level of Cherry Feather
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- Apr 17, 2001
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Times are strange
Seems like nothing lasts,
Watch the changes go by so fast;
The fear of the future
Only makes me long for the past…
Over my head
Got in too deep,
Weighted down with the promises I could not keep;
Between a rock and a hard place
No room to be found…
And there ain’t no Middle Ground
Everywhere you look
Some kind of war’s going on,
A no-man’s-land is never going to stay that way for long;
Better climb off that fence…before somebody shoots you down
And they’ll say
“Hey boy, just who’s side are you on anyway?”
But I haven’t got the heart
To act my part out in their play;
But in the end you’ve got no choice,
It’s the only game in town…
And there ain’t no Middle Ground
So hard not to lose yourself along the way,
Sometimes you gotta hold your breath
And take that blind leap of faith
Last night I dreamed
Of a long-forgotten place,
High upon a hill
With the cool wind in my face;
The air was clean and clear and I could see for miles around…
And in my heart
I knew I had come home,
And in my soul there was a peace I’d never known
And so I laid my claim to this sacred place I’d found…
And I stand the Middle Ground…
😎
Seems like nothing lasts,
Watch the changes go by so fast;
The fear of the future
Only makes me long for the past…
Over my head
Got in too deep,
Weighted down with the promises I could not keep;
Between a rock and a hard place
No room to be found…
And there ain’t no Middle Ground
Everywhere you look
Some kind of war’s going on,
A no-man’s-land is never going to stay that way for long;
Better climb off that fence…before somebody shoots you down
And they’ll say
“Hey boy, just who’s side are you on anyway?”
But I haven’t got the heart
To act my part out in their play;
But in the end you’ve got no choice,
It’s the only game in town…
And there ain’t no Middle Ground
So hard not to lose yourself along the way,
Sometimes you gotta hold your breath
And take that blind leap of faith
Last night I dreamed
Of a long-forgotten place,
High upon a hill
With the cool wind in my face;
The air was clean and clear and I could see for miles around…
And in my heart
I knew I had come home,
And in my soul there was a peace I’d never known
And so I laid my claim to this sacred place I’d found…
And I stand the Middle Ground…
😎
