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Two Aging Truckers

 

Two Aging Truckers

(álbum: Constellation Prize - 2013)


A horse needs to run
A heart needs to bleed
An engine can't gain the miles
If it's kept pristine
If the view of change is constant
Just like I've been told
Is any backyard the boundless start
To all directions unknown?

Will I be there?
Will I be there
When all the stories fade?
When I am out of breath?

My yoke is your yoke
Is resting on our shoulders
And we share the weary load
My yoke is your yoke
We're just like two aging truckers
Down the road

Children of our parents
A storybook held close
A mom and dad's heartfelt work
Is worked down to the bone
And the leveraging meant everything
And so a palace for a home
The remains of the day
Were never shown, never known

Will I be there?
Will I be there
When all the stories fade?
When I am out of breath?

My yoke is your yoke
Is resting on our shoulders
And we share the weary load
My yoke is your yoke
We're just like two aging truckers
Down the road
Two aging truckers down the road

We now work in reverse
We salvage and we save
We fight the rust
One if by land, two if by grace
Sure as the spring will hail
The greenest in all things
Let the freshest of our love set sail
And float the open breeze

Will I be there?
Will I be there
When all the stories fade?
When I am out of breath?
Will I be there?
Will I be there
When all the stories, oh

My yoke is your yoke
Is resting on our shoulders
And we share the weary load
My yoke is your yoke
We're just like two aging truckers
Down the road
Two aging truckers down the road
Two aging truckers down the road
Two aging truckers down the road

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