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letra de emanuel - john mcgaraghan

i head up 88, stop in jackson for some pie
park it in the diner at the counter on the right
waiting on a waitress, and i’m talking to a guy
about the storm that’s due tomorrow night
i hit the road again, and i’ve got mountains on my mind
the air up here is thin and clear, high above the coast
i’m nearly up the hill when that transmission starts to grind —
my pea-green rambler’s giving up the ghost

make the summit, and hoof it hard from carson pass
take the razorback to round top, chasing white tail across the scree
a golden eagle wheels; bears below us on the grass —
i’m on fire and i’m on bended knee

i pray that i don’t die beforе i wake
i see the face of god rеflected in the moonlight on the lake
stretch my arms out wide and turn my face up to the sky
and lift my voice and cry “emmanuel!”
i lift my voice and cry “emmanuel!”

i got up early, chased a ghost down highway one;
half a day from morro bay, pulling me south
big sur river — her january banks are overrun
we’re wild, and foaming at the mouth

fog is lifting, and the day is almost done
shadows of the mile markers turning back the years
knee deep in the breakers, the horizon meets the sun —
it lights a fire and disappears
i pray that i live life before i’ve died
and feel the force of nature in the turning of the tide
i stretch my arms out wide and turn my face up to the sky
and lift my voice and cry “emmanuel!”
lift my voice and cry “emmanuel!”
lift my voice and cry “emmanuel!”
lift my voice and cry “emmanuel!”

- john mcgaraghan

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