Find My Way Home - Antoine Bradford

Bad dream, to reality Crying, at every single scene Six feet, buried underneath Would be, easier to breathe Everybody says I should get some rest Haven't been myself Since the day you left Another shot, another blow, it's never good for me I know But I keep stumblin' until I find, until I find Find my way home Find my way home It's just a memory How'd it get so far from me? Find my way home Try, to get my head on right To move on, but I keep hitting all red lights Yellow, brick road has no end in sight Sorrow, cuts deeper than a knife Everybody says To give it one more try Give it all you could Just to let it die Another shot, another blow, it's never good for me I know But I keep stumblin' until I find, until I find Find my way home Find my way home It's just a memory How'd it get so far from me? Find my way home You broke me and told me that nothing was wrong Beg you to love without any songs I hear from all mirrors that made me see clear Blurry eyes with tears, could see you disappear Find my way home Find my way home It's just a memory How'd it get so far from me? I find my way home Find my way home I find my way home It's just a memory How'd it get so far from me? I find my way home Find my way home

Come down off your throne And leave your body alone Somebody must change You are the reason I've been waiting, so long Somebody holds the key Well I'm, near the end and I Just ain't got the time, oh And I'm wasted and I Can't find my way home Come down on your own And leave your money at home Somebody must change You are the reason I've been waiting, so long Somebody holds the key Well I'm, near the end and I Just ain't got the time, oh And I'm wasted and I Can't find my way home Ooh, ooh Well I can't, find way home Ooh, ooh Well I can't find, my way home Ooh-ooh Well I, can't find, my way home Ooh, oh, hey, hey But I, can't find my way home Still I can't find my way home And I, ain't done nothing wrong, no, no But I, can't find my way home

Even though you offered, I still refuse Though your face is pretty, I don#t have to choose Goodbye cardboard city, you've nothing to say Though your face is pretty, I don't have to say She's my friend and you know what I like She's my friend and you know what I like You know what I like Going back to Bradford, it's what I prefer Though your face is pretty, you're nothing like her She's my friend and you know what I like She's my friend and you know what I like You know what I like Goodbye, moi, moi, nakaimin, see ya again, Cheerio, gotta go, so long, I'm gone I'm going back to Bradford, it's what I prefer Though your face is pretty, you're nothing like her She's my friend and you know what I like She's my friend and you know what I like You know what I like Going back to Bradford, it's what I prefer Though your face is pretty, you're nothing like her Going back to Bradford, it's what I prefer Going back to Bradford, it's what I prefer

Why are you always running From the ones who care the most Take your time and you will see That there's always room for you here Cause love is like a buried treasure Once you find it don't let it go And love is here oh just let it Do it's holy work And you, you will see that all you need Is right here, all, all I ask is that you Please don't disappear Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm I'll try and try to get through to you Even though your heart is barricaded But I won't give up, that's a promise I'll always fight for you until You, you see that all you need is Right here, all, all I ask is that you Please don't disappear Oh you, you see that all you need is Right here, all, all I ask is that you Please don't disappear Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm

Follow me to the water Follow me to the sea We're going down to meet a Martyr A Man who's blood can make you clean He bled for your forgiveness He bled to make you free So I'm standing as a witness To the mercy I receive So follow me to the water Drink and never thirst again We're going down to see the Martyr He's gonna wash away your sin He's gonna wash away your sin He's gonna wash away your sin He's gonna wash away your sin He's gonna wash away your sin Follow me to the water Follow me to the sea We're going down to meet a Martyr A Man who's blood can make you clean He bled for your forgiveness He bled to make you free So I'm standing as a witness To the mercy I receive So follow me to the water Drink and never thirst again We're going down to see the Martyr He's gonna wash away your sin He's gonna wash away your sin He's gonna wash away your sin He's gonna wash away your sin He's gonna wash away your sin

Running fast after nothing Wish I could slow down but I forgot how Searching to find my own heart beating But it's nowhere to be found Muffled by the sound of Busy ears, busy hands Busy minds, busy plans I want to rest in each moment I want to learn your eyes Forget all time and remember The splendor that life is Trying to live like I used to Present each breath and not just passing through For I want to be here I wanna really be here Feel the weight of being alive And use my ears and my hands All my mind, all my plans To rest in each moment I want to know your eyes Forget of time and remember The splendor that life And I'm through with running circles in my mind No destination to find I will settle Stop and smell each petal And remember The splendor that life is

There's trouble in the pines tonight, I'm only seeing red Woke up to my sister screaming, crying in her bed She'd been drinking' down in Etoile with some boys from LSU When them college kids did something that a man should never do Mama said,"Don't do it!" as I grabbed that .45 I carried in the desert, more than once it saved my life I've never killed a white man, but I bet I will tonight No time for forgiveness, ma, there's trouble in the pines They was stayin' in a lake house down on Shirley Creek Come alone to get away on their Thanksgiving week I snuck in through the screen door, I caught 'em by surprise Gagged 'em and i tied 'em, then we took a little ride I threw 'em in the jon boat, and we made a little run Up in Ayish Bayou where I had myself some fun Shoulda heard them crying, moaning, praying for their lives But Jesus he ain't listenin' boys there's trouble in the pines They brought in boats, planes, and dogs. The Dallas feds came down Never found no bodies so they figures that they drown But they'll lay forever silent with my service .45 At the bottom of 'ol Ayish, no more trouble in the pines They'll lay forever silent with that service .45 The bottom of that bayou, no more trouble in the pines