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Cowboy Junkies

Those Final Feet

 

Those Final Feet

(Album: Miles From Our Home - 1998)


Place my body on the funeral pyre,
cut it loose to float downstream
Leave it frozen on a mountain top,
suspend it high to be picked clean

You said never to grow old,
but you forgot to tell me how
You said never to grow old
and then you sank your teeth into those final feet

Last night I dreamt of owls at my window
I knew that time was winding down
Turned to tell you of my premonition,
changed my mind and lay back down

You said never to grow old,
but you forgot to tell me how
You said never to grow old
and then you sank your teeth into those final feet

No sense wasting the time you got,
you got to walk down every road
No sense pretending that you're what you're not,
when you got to shoulder every load

You said never to grow old,
but you forgot to tell me how
You said never to grow old
and then you sank your teeth into those final feet

Cut it loose, cut it loose, cut it loose

You said never to grow old,
but you forgot to tell me how
You said never to grow old
and then you sank your teeth into those final feet

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