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letra de gravy - andrew bryant

we walk the fields
and i keep one hand in my pocket
thumbing the shotgun sh-lls
i’m always trying to watch my step
we hide in the trees
load our guns and fix ourselves
and you ask me if i’m ready
like brother danny on easter morning

i want to go back to my room
i want to go back and i want to take you
i want to go back
i want to go back home

the sun comes in the east
and the dove enters the scene
to an orchestra of shotguns
the father and the son
and my ear starts to ring
when you ask me where i’m going
just like brother danny
at church evеry sunday morning

i want to go back to my room
i want to go back and i want to take you
i want to go back to my room
i want to go back and i want to take you
i want to go back
i want to go back home
that night in thе dark
i watch my mother take out the dove’s heart
and cover it with gravy
in a sk!llet alone at the stove
and when we say grace
we thank the father for the food on our plates
and we all say amen
like we’ve got nothing more to say

i want to go back to my room
i want to go back and i want to take you
i want to go back to my room
i want to go back and i want to take you
i want to go back
i want to go back home

- andrew bryant

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