Ray Lamontagne

Ray Lamontagne - Empty

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Empty by Ray LaMontagne

She lifts her skirt up to her knees

walks through the garden rose

with her bare feet laughing

I never learned to count my blessings

I choose instead to dwell

in my disasters

I walk on down the hill

through grass grown tall

and brown and still

it's hard somehow

to let go of my pain

On past the busted back

of that old and rusted Cadillac

that sinks into this fields

collecting rain

well I always feel this way

so empty

so estranged

and of these cut throat busted sunsets

these cold and damp white mornings

I have grown weary

If through my cracked and dusty

dime store lips

I spoke these words out loud

would no one hear me?

Lay your blouse across the chair

let fall the flowers

from your hair

and kiss me

with that country mouth

so plain

outside the rain is tapping

on the leaves

to me it sounds like

they're applauding us

the quiet love

we've made

well I always feel this way

so empty

so estranged

well I looked my demons in the eyes

lay bare my chest

said do your best

destroy me

you see I've been to hell and back

so many times

I must admit

you kinda bore me

there's a lot of things

that can kill a man

there's a lot of ways

to die

yes, and some already did

and walk beside me

there's a lot of things

I don't understand

why so many people lie

it's the hurt I hide that fuels

the fire inside me

well I always feel this way

so empty

so estranged

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