Song of Restoration - whitney wood

Brains on the floor Can't take no more This is the night that I'll finally be born I hope you know, I had to go Sometimes I wonder what I have become Sometimes the night just takes over my brain I can't even explain what the fuck is (dying) Sometimes you just gotta let go of everything Sometimes it's like that, but trust me, you'll move on It always hurts to explain what I'm feeling Take me to your fantasy, I'm screaming I hate those days where I just seem to fall apart I wish I had someone who could hear my heart How many real friends do you even have Zero's my number, I'm not even mad I don't give a fuck And I don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck

Remember me (remember me) When the sun comes up in the morning sky There I will be (there I will be) Soaring with the eagle so high, feeling free Remember me Down the road Hand in hand You and me Remember me (remember me) When the sun comes up in the morning sky There I will be (there I will be) Soaring with the eagle so high, feeling free Remember me Down the road Hand in hand You and me Remember me (remember me) When the sun comes up in the morning sky There I will be (there I will be) Soaring with the eagle so high, feeling free Remember me Down the road Hand in hand You and me Remember me (remember me) When the sun comes up in the morning sky There I will be (there I will be) Soaring with the eagle so high, feeling free Remember me (remember me) Down the road Hand in hand You and me

It's Christmas day And the snow is comin' down Church bells sway They're ringin' to wake the town Preacher Kline recites his lines The pews will be full today Mr. Howell cranks up his plow His blades'll clear the way It's Christmas day And the pecan pies are bakin' Mothers say "It's the givin', not the takin'" My brother's brand new bicycle Is out janglin' in the street I watch him through the icicles With this wood box beneath my feet All I got is this little wood guitar What it brought is neon lights in crowded bars Like all the kings with all their gold Went chasin' down Your star, I'm told Every highway takes me where You are With this little wood guitar It's Christmas day Funny how the years can shape us Much has changed I'm a musician, I'm a waitress Chicago's a winter wonderland And my brother's and his wife's Passin' 'round their dinner plates And dissectin' my life All I got is this little wood guitar What it brought is neon lights in crowded bars Like all the kings with all their gold Went chasin' down Your star, I'm told Every highway takes me where You are With this little wood guitar I never stopped believin' I just kept on singin' Now people come to hear From miles around And I don't mind confessin' But I still count my blessin's I just never thought I'd settle down It's Christmas day And little ones are wakin' I hear them play I can hear the presents shakin' A boy's outside on his new bike Janglin' in the street A little girl, she's watchin' him With that wood box beneath her feet All she got is this little wood guitar What I thought is it might take her pretty far Like all the kings with all their gold Went chasin' down Your star, I'm told Every highway takes me where You are With this little wood guitar, little wood guitar