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WAIT TO LISTEN ~ BROKEN THINGS ALBUM ~ HOMEPAGE

A Song for Vincent
words and music copyright DK Bridger 2007

Donít you just love that baby face,
Sunshine on the pillow.
When our caterpillar sleeps
Wish him sweet daydreams,
Pray for his health and his safety.
Teach him these things.
Give him his wings.
Confess the ways of his world.
A hard wind blows the sands of age.
Go with the flow and turn the page.

Honey, itís a long way home.
Honey, itís a long way home.
You live on the coast,
I live on the other almost,
And honey, itís a long way home.

Donít you just love our little boyís face,
Moonshine on the water.
The butterfly awakes
To dry twigs and snowflakes,
Wood on the fire, food on the table.
Teach him these things.
Give him his wings.
Send him money in the mail.

Dust devils brew below the blessed mountains,
Thistle and dew, long dry forgotten fountains.
So many years, we donít have many.
Letís all get along little doggie.

Donít you just love that baby face,
Sunshine on the pillow.
When our caterpillar sleeps
Wish him sweet daydreams.
Pray for his health and his safety.
Teach him these things.
Give him his wings.
Confess the ways of his world
A hard wind blows the sands of time.
Go with the flow, then it turns on a dime.

Honey, itís a long way home.
Honey, itís a long way home.
You live on the coast,
I live on the other almost,
And honey, itís a long way home.
Honey, itís a long way.
Honey, itís a long way.
Honey, itís a long way home.
You live on the coast,
I live on the other almost,
And honey, itís a long way home.

                                                                           ~ DK Bridger


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