From the recording Count the Wicked
Written By Mama's Broke
Amy Lou - Banjo, Vocals
Lisa Maria - Fiddle, Vocals, Foot Percussion
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Lyrics
I lie awake with the night above my head
Choking your name while you're sleeping like the dead
With the eyes of a child you've been searching for a home
How dare you tell me that we're born to die alone
My life floats on like a buoy in a storm
What can that mean when I'm sinking like a stone
We all can sing 'bout the heartache and the pain, but
By the end we would do it all again
I'll crawl on my hands and knees, my eyes fixed to the ground
Aching your hand to come and push me down
My life floats on like a buoy in a storm
What can that mean when I'm sinking like a stone