The Pull


Summertime came too soon,
Summers in Kansas often do
And the air was still,
I felt the Pull
I recall the heat rising from the ground in a way
And I knew I was the first to pass this way

I believe I step across some line,
Or I stumble through the doorway in space and time,
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
Never remembers his name

Always feel so alone,
Wherever I am I feel the pull,
And the life I've left behind the pull
And in case I have no future, I've got the past
There's no telling just how long this play will last

I believe I step across some line,
Or I stumble through the doorway in space and time,
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
Never remembers his name,
Never remembers

I'm down, walking through a storm
I hear a voice inside, crying,
It calls my name like a judge accusing,
Black robe hanging down, whoah,
Don't forget be brave about your love

Well I walk across the murky room,
And there's flashes in my eyes,
I don't know what I'm doin'
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
Never remembers his name
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
Never remembers his name,
Never remembers his name,
I never remember my name







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