Now That I Know
Lyrics
Now that I know the way it goes You gotta pay back every penny that you owe Twelve years old, in your mama's clothes Shut the blinds and lock up every doorfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
folk rootsextensive vamping
acoustic sonority
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
a good dose of acoustic guitar pickin'
acoustic rhythm guitars
solo strings
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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So you raise them up, to Heaven always hell Never renounce or ever claim to be Why'd you run, tell me, why'd you disappear now? I see it swell like a story in me to tell Years away, finds me here today It's enough to get you in a whole lotta trouble And praise the kindness of a gentle breeze Songwriter: Devendra Obi Banhart Something for the hand, they're never there to lend On my own, always on my way now And now I sing upon my knees But I am a gentleman who says what he means now And don't pretend, you won't reach it in the end now I may not know, how to treat or give you what you need And never buy that freedom just ain't free now Oh, realize, it ain't wise to idealize Or put your life in the hands of any struggle Now that I know the way it goes Told years away and past my baby dying Glory bound and sparrow in our hand Shut the blinds and lock up every door Seems to be the only time that I can see you clearly Publisher: CHRYSALIS MUSIC LTD Like a hymn within to help us understand Twelve years old, in your mama's clothes Wanna know why nobody was ever there to help them They're unaware, share, give a hand to help son So I send my friends, gifts from where I've been You gotta pay back every penny that you owe And if you hear, someone's comin' near Dearest dear, I know you been here That you're not here with me Oh, you give them away but they'll come back to you someday Ella sang, siftin' in the sand Heaven awaits, we're making our last stand Better keep those eyes, climbing paradise Just close your eyes and make them disappear now And no it ain't fair and if God forbid you care



