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Nomad On The Lurch (Shame)

from You Will Miss Everything Cool by Traffic Nightmare

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The shame of our fathers bleeds on through us
The shame of the mountains turns them to dust
But we're all changing with the rooster's crow
The little girl understands what the men don't know
The shame of a fortune to a self-made man
The shame of an ocean displacing grains of sand

Shame of all the scars under all your clothes
Shame of a battered boot heel stampede a trampled rose
Pull your socks up high, pick a song and sing
Some things are so simple but you're not one of those things

I'm on the lurch

Shame of a dirt road and the getaway scene
Shame of your word choice, you were always so obscene
I was a newborn crying waiting for my ship to come in
She heard my call and we escaped riding the wind

I'm on the lurch

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from You Will Miss Everything Cool, released May 10, 2012

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