Song | End of the Day |
Artist | Doug Paisley |
Album | Constant Companion |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
At the end of the long, long day | |
come go with me in the blue and the gray | |
there’s no up there’s no down | |
And there’s no way around | |
At the end of the day | |
i’ll follow the line where the land meets the sun | |
i looked to the hills where the dark has begun | |
my fears are reserved for the deeds of the day | |
that are faded away… | |
I’m gonna get by | |
I’m gonna get through | |
When the river runs dry | |
I’m gonna cross to you | |
There’s no up there’s no down | |
And there’s no way around | |
At the end of the day | |
You’re heart it is worn You’re a bleeding machine | |
A ghost hand lifts you up out of your dreams | |
See the sunlight combed on the shapes at the fray | |
At the end of the day |
At the end of the long, long day | |
come go with me in the blue and the gray | |
there' s no up there' s no down | |
And there' s no way around | |
At the end of the day | |
i' ll follow the line where the land meets the sun | |
i looked to the hills where the dark has begun | |
my fears are reserved for the deeds of the day | |
that are faded away | |
I' m gonna get by | |
I' m gonna get through | |
When the river runs dry | |
I' m gonna cross to you | |
There' s no up there' s no down | |
And there' s no way around | |
At the end of the day | |
You' re heart it is worn You' re a bleeding machine | |
A ghost hand lifts you up out of your dreams | |
See the sunlight combed on the shapes at the fray | |
At the end of the day |
At the end of the long, long day | |
come go with me in the blue and the gray | |
there' s no up there' s no down | |
And there' s no way around | |
At the end of the day | |
i' ll follow the line where the land meets the sun | |
i looked to the hills where the dark has begun | |
my fears are reserved for the deeds of the day | |
that are faded away | |
I' m gonna get by | |
I' m gonna get through | |
When the river runs dry | |
I' m gonna cross to you | |
There' s no up there' s no down | |
And there' s no way around | |
At the end of the day | |
You' re heart it is worn You' re a bleeding machine | |
A ghost hand lifts you up out of your dreams | |
See the sunlight combed on the shapes at the fray | |
At the end of the day |