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Abra Moore - Sweet Chariot Lyrics

  • The rider rides with a clickety-click
  • And the timer stops for a second or two
  • You got your hands in your pockets, and you're lookin' ahead
  • You got no time, you draw the fine line
  • But look, see the juggler throws his sticks in the air
  • He don't care
  • He's got them angels from below, they'll keep his time
  • Ever true
  • Time isn't after you
  • You can't hold on to it or keep pushing away
  • Just sitting around in your wishing well
  • Paint a wish for you, paint a wish for me just the same
  • The poet throws her words in the air
  • She don't care
  • She's got them angels from below, they'll keep her words
  • Ever true
  • Speak to me in the way that you do
  • And I could be taken back to the days of that old jacket
  • Push me in your way, and you hold me down
  • You hold me, hold me, hold me
  • I kinda like that.
  • The lightning pushes on through the air
  • We don't care
  • We've got those angels from below, they'll keep our time
  • Ever true
  • Time's tickin' away
  • You got no time
  • You draw that fine line
  • Between you and me

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