Minnesota - Mick Flannery & Susan O'Neill

Armour let it through, Borne the arboretic truth you kept posing Sat down in the suit, Fixed on up it wasn't you by finished closing Ramble in the roots, had the marvel, Moved the proof be kneeled fine's glowing Storing up the clues, It had its sullen blue bruised through by showing Settle past a patience Where wishes and your will are spilling pictures Water's running through in the valley Where we grew to write this this scripture Never gonna break Never gonna break Never gonna break Never gonna break Not for a part in any gamut of the dark Doubled in the toes annex it, It minute closed in the morning Did not lose it in the stack's stow, Imma lay that call back on ya You know it won't beseech you, We're laying in an open field I will let you grow, no need to know this So carry on my dear, What is clear up in the daylight is we're hung here Fall is coming soon, A new year for the moon and the Hmong here Never gonna break Never gonna break Never gonna break Never gonna break All that it seems Bellows tracing through the streams Never gonna break Never gonna break Never gonna break Never gonna break All at its seams Swallows swelling for the beams

A man living life here, Who bought into a plan Who one day will look back over all of this And see me as I am I talk like I know what I'm saying, I walk like I know where I am going, I pretend that I know who I am And I'll live like that until the end. The path that I follow, The way I live life It can down from before I can remember, And that makes it right He look out over ancient river He looked down at his feet in the stream He think over everything that happened Every war, every hunger, ever dream How animals looks just like each other How we think we are different I imagine I can be fooled I imagine it's easy to do How many minds for how many years Thinking, that nothing really matters here, So why don't I have a little fun before I die I'll get these fools to do my bidding I lie and cheat my way to the top of some dominion Lie back on a boat in the Mediterranean Chocked full of pretty woman Wouldn't that entertain me until I go And the whole ship fall down some years afterward When I don't matter Or live fondly in someone else's memory That means nothing to me That means nothing to me That means nothing to me That means nothing to me

In that morning rain When you sang to me in the dunes In that morning rain When you sang to me in the dunes I make it, out of all the memories I can call upon That's the winner That's the winner That's the winner When you turned to me And you spoke the words I had before When you turned to me And you spoke the words I had before I make it, out of all the feelings I would want returned That's the winner That's the winner That's the winner In that moment, nothing else could matter In that moment, nothing else could matter In that moment, nothing else could matter But the winner That's the winner That's the winner That's the winner