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Out Of My Head

Oh, He waits in a boat of bone,
His hands like roots on a river like stone.
You lie beside me, your breath is a thread,
Your name already slipping from my head. 

We built our house from a borrowed flame,
Then carved our hopes into the rain.
The ferryman counts what he can keep,
While you fall deeper in your sleep. 

I have no silver for his plate,
Just a song and a broken faith.
If there's a cost to call you home,
Let him bleed me to the bone.
Oh, let him bleed me to the bone.
If there's a cost to call you home. 

I’ll pay the fare across the black,
Lay down my name, and won’t take it back.
The river pulls, the river breaks,
I buy the silence for one more day. 

He sets the oar into the flood,
Stirs up the years, stirs up the blood.
Your voice is a ripple, a thread in the dark,
Gone before I could create the spark. 

I have no silver for his gate,
Only a breath and a borrowed fate.
If there’s a toll to follow through,
I'll lay down what I never knew.
Oh, I'll lay down what I never knew. 
If there's a toll to follow through. 

I’ll pay the fare across the black,
Lay down my name and won’t take it back.
The river pulls, the river breaks,
I buy the silence for one more day. 

What if he’s deaf to the sound of prayers?
Then let the river unmake me there.
What if he’s blind to silver and gold?
Then I’ll give him the marrow, the blood and soul. 

I’ll pay the fare across the black,
Lay down my name and won’t take it back.
The river pulls, the river breaks,
I buy the silence for one more day.
For you.
For you.
For you.


Out Of My Head

John Newman

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