Nickel Creek - Nickel Creek (2001) by Nickel Creek (보컬) on maniadb.com

I wish you out of the woods
And into the picture with me.
I wish you over the moon,
Come out of the question and be.

If this is going to
Run around in my head
I might as well be dreaming,
Run around in my head.

I roller coaster for you.
Time out of mind
Must be heavenly.
It's all enchanted and wild,
It's just like my heart said
It was going to be.

If this is going to
Run around in my head
I might as well be dreaming,
Run around in my head.

I wish you out of the woods
And into the picture with me.
I wish you over the moon,
Come out of the question and be.

If this is going to
Run around in my head
I might as well be dreaming,
Run around in my head.

Where am I today? I wish that I knew
'Cause lookin' around there's no sign of you
I don't remember one jump or one leap
Just quiet steps away from your lead

I'm holding my heart out but clutching it too
Feeling this short of a love that we once knew
I'm calling this a home when it's not even close
Playing the role with nerves left exposed

Standing on a darkened stage
Stumbling through the lines
Others have excuses
I have my reasons why

We get distracted by the dreams of our own
But nobody's happy while feeling alone
And knowing how hard it hurts when we fall
We lean another ladder against the wrong wall

And climb high to the highest rung
To shake fists at the sky
Others have excuses
I have my reasons why
With so much deception it's hard not to wander away
It's hard not to wander away, it's hard not to wander away

You gotta leave me now
You gotta go alone
You gotta chase a dream
One that's all your own
Before it slips away

When you're flying high
Take my heart along
I'll be the harmony
To every lonely song
That you learn to play

When you're soaring through the air
I'll be your solid ground
Take every chance you dare
I'll still be there
When you come back down
When you come back down

I keep looking up
Awaiting your return
My greatest fear will be
That you will crash and burn
And I won't feel your fire

I'll be the other hand
That always holds a line
Connecting in between
Your sweet heart and mine
I'm strung out on that wire

I'll be on the other end
To hear you when you call
Angel you were born to fly
And if you get too high
I'll catch you when you fall
Catch you when you fall

Your memory's the sunshine
Every new day brings
I know the sky is calling
Angel let me help you with your wings

When you're soaring through the air
I'll be your solid ground
Take every chance you dare
I'll still be there
When you come back down

Take every chance you dare
I'll still be there
When you come back down
When you come back down

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise;
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.

Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen,
Oh, Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den,
Thou green-crested lapwing, thy screaming forebear,
Oh, I charge you disturb not my slumbering fair

Oh, How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills,
Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills,
There daily I wander as noon rises high
My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye.

How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below,
Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow;
There oft as mild Ev'ning sweeps over the lea
The sweet scented birch shades my Mary and me.

Oh, Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides,
And winds by her cot where my Mary resides,
How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave,
As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave.

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays,
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
So flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.

the boy only wanting to give mother something
and all of her roses had bloomed
looking at him as he came rushing in with them
knowing her roses were doomed
all she could see were some thorns buried deep
and tears that he cried as she tended his wounds

and she knew it was love
it was one she could understand
he was showing his love
and that's how he hurt his hands

he still remembers that night as a child
on his mother's knee
she held him close and she opened her Bible
and quietly started to read
then seeing a picture of Jesus he cried out,
"Mama He's got some scars just like me!"

and he knew it was love
it was one he could understand
He was showing his love
and that's how He hurt His hands

now the boy's grown
and moved out on his own
when Uncle Sam comes along
a foreign affair but our young men were there
and luck had his number drawn
it wasn't that long till our hero was gone
he gave to a friend what he'd learned from the cross

Well they knew it was love
it was one they could understand
he was showing his love
and that's how he hurt his hands
It was one they could understand
he was showing his love
and that's how he hurt his hands

The fox went out on a chilly night
He prayed for the moon to give him light
for he'd many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o
He'd many a mile to go that night before he reached the town-o

He ran till he came to the farmers pen
the ducks and the geese were kept therein
He said a couple of you are gonna grease my chin, before I
leave this town-o, town-o, town-o
a couple of you are going to grease my chin before I
leave this town-o

He grabbed the great goose by the neck
threw a duck across his back
and he didn't mind the quack, quack
and the legs all danglin' down-o down-o down-o
he didn't mind the quack quack and the legs all danglin' down-o

Well the old grey women jumped out of bed
Out of the window she popped her head
cried john john the great goose is gone
and the fox is on the town-o town-o town-0
john john the great goose is gone and the fox is on the town-o

He ran till he came to his nice warm den
and there were the little ones eight, nine, ten
sayin' daddy daddy better go back again
it must be a mighty fine town-o town-o town-o
daddy daddy go back again it must be a mighty fine town-o

The fox and his wife, without any strife
cut up the goose with a fork and a knife
they never had such a supper in their life
and the little ones chewed on the bones-o bones-o bones-o
they never had such a supper in their life
and the little ones chewed on the bones.