Ghost Song from Precious Bane by Jim White and Trey Blake

I fell off the bridge...I remember that day well
I did not have no reason to fall...I just up and fell.
I washed on down a river, out to the stormy sea.
I tried to swim back home, but they was always
something pulling on me, just pulling on me,
always pulling on me since that day...

that I fell off the bridge.
That day I fell off the bridge,
my heart sank like a stone...
down down to the cold dark bottom.
My life no more my own.
I took refuge down in New Orleans,
in the arms of a woman there.
But as our love grew in secret I withdrew,
for such love I could not bear,
for to love someone’s to share,
and what’s to share when nothings there?
And nothing been there since that day

that I fell off the bridge.

I walked the dirty streets of Jerusalem,
now a gimp in beggars shoes.
And by the time I’d hit mean old Golgotha,
I had but one fight left for me to lose.
So I flew on up into heaven,
that sacred city filled with light.

But no one seemed to much like me up there,
so I just kept on flying, moving on...
no sense in trying to belong,

what’s right is right, what’s wrong is wrong...

and I been wrong all along,
since I fell off the bridge.

Friend, show me where I might rest my head

to ease this fevered mind.
To find myself at last at peace
beyond the reach of space and time.
Past love, past hate, cruel twists of fate,
the dead weight of these memories...
free from sorrows ceaseless undertows,
forever pulling down down down on me.

Let these shadows wane.
Let there come a time...
where this hurt reveals the engine,
that sets my soul to shine.
to shine...to shine...
...just let me shine....

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