The Losing Kind

from by David Tomaloff

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Tear my body off of the line
Take me to the river and bathe me in wine
Stop me growing older thinking ‘bout the truth
When the night comes, don’t lose me to the blues

The light keeps getting ever harder to find
Take me to the water; soothe me in your red, red wine
I've been playing hearts, a gambler all my life
But the losing kind

Call my name
I’ll meet you there, in the field
Your voice, like the sound of laughter, heals
And I will finally know how it feels

I could fly across the great divide
With the wolves on my heels and the devil on my side
I could turn a heart a’beating into glass
And break it, but the wings, they are made of wax

(And) I’m flying ever closer to the sun
I know there’s time and I know I’m not the one
They might not make a drug that’s hard enough to forgive me yet
But I believe, the gods, they gave us wine to forget

Call my name
Sing me alive
Your voice, like a trumpet, calls me home
And I will finally know how it feels

Tear my body off of the line
Take me to the water; soothe me in your red, red wine
I've been playing hearts, a gambler all my life
But the losing kind

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from BIRDS ON WIRES, released September 24, 2008

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