LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeRodeo
There comes a son,A son of angelsCarrying an empty glassTrying to fill it to the surfaceWell tell your thirst love has passedYou carry on, carry the worldYou must get worn with all the weightI take it in but you won't no whereAnd no where's where we're headed fast(past?)[Chorus]Oh, oh, RodeoSlow turning to and froOh, oh, RodeoWhere we land (laugh??) no one knows(no one knows..)We're not blind to what it isIn other words, the ignorant kindWell life is short, but oh it's wideIt's wide enough to read your mind[sometimes she says "to blow my mind"]Well I believe in ever-afterJust in case what's after thatDon't I love you like the angelsAnd could you ever love me back?[Chorus]Strangers now we are becomingStranger now we have becomeIf any (fiction???) every returnsReturned by the coolest one[Chorus]
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