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Thao & The Get Down Stay Down

The Feeling Kind

 

The Feeling Kind

(album: The Feeling Kind - 2013)


I left for a living that I built myself
I thought of you, I called someone else
This is how it settles when the dust does roam
We never find out, we'd rather not know

Oh, honey look alive
It's just human troubles, in the modern times
You have got your worry, early death enough
No more other reasons, you got plenty of
But what if you just
Breathe the breath of the wanting life
Kiss the mouth of the feeling kind
Breathe the breath of the wanting life
Kiss the mouth of the feeling kind

Oh-o, oh-o-oh-oh-o
Oh-o, oh-o

I know I'll be leaving, I'm certain as the morning
Well maybe they can wake my, ghost in New Orleans
Send all my best to, all my beloved
I feel a sadness, think nothing of it

Oh, honey look alive
It's just human troubles, in the modern times
You have got your worry, early death enough
No more other reasons, you got plenty of
But what if you just
Breathe the breath of the wanting life
Kiss the mouth of the feeling kind (I could)
Breathe the breath of the wanting life (I should)
Kiss the mouth of the feeling kind

Oh-o, oh-oh-ooo-oh-oh
Oh-o, oh-oh-ooo-oh-oh
Oh-o, oh-oh-ooo-oh-oh
Oh-o, oh-oh-o

I know I'll be leaving, I'm certain as the morning
Well maybe they can wake my, ghost in New Orleans
Send all my best to, all my beloved
I feel a sadness, think nothing of it

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