Chris Pureka - Wrecking Ball lyrics
[Chris Pureka - Wrecking Ball lyrics]
I pushed it hard that goddamn wrecking ball
And I waited for the weight to
Swing around but it never did
And the crows they fell
Around my eyes and still
No sign of that ball and chain
I pushed it hard that goddamn wrecking ball
What kind of pendulum never comes back home?
You start to miss it some
The way you miss the rain
The way you miss the fighting
When the war is won
But what I miss the most is
Knowing just exactly where it hurts
Is knowing just exactly what is wrong
And what I want, and what I want
I miss the ghost trees
The weary midnight drives
The taste of loneliness in the
Air beyond the towns
I miss the resonance of those trigger words
That crazy one track mind
Sometimes I miss the cold
But what I miss the most is
Knowing just exactly where it hurts
Is knowing just exactly what is wrong
And what I want, and what I want
I'm remembering the sunlight coming down
In shades of blue
The sorrow of the aftermath
Tightening the noose
I'm thinking of the night that
All the lights went out
And how I learned to see in
The dark, in the dark, in the dark
I pushed it hard, that goddamn wrecking ball
What kind of pendulum never comes back home?
And I waited for the weight to
Swing around but it never did
And the crows they fell
Around my eyes and still
No sign of that ball and chain
I pushed it hard that goddamn wrecking ball
What kind of pendulum never comes back home?
You start to miss it some
The way you miss the rain
The way you miss the fighting
When the war is won
But what I miss the most is
Knowing just exactly where it hurts
Is knowing just exactly what is wrong
And what I want, and what I want
I miss the ghost trees
The weary midnight drives
The taste of loneliness in the
Air beyond the towns
I miss the resonance of those trigger words
That crazy one track mind
Sometimes I miss the cold
But what I miss the most is
Knowing just exactly where it hurts
Is knowing just exactly what is wrong
And what I want, and what I want
I'm remembering the sunlight coming down
In shades of blue
The sorrow of the aftermath
Tightening the noose
I'm thinking of the night that
All the lights went out
And how I learned to see in
The dark, in the dark, in the dark
I pushed it hard, that goddamn wrecking ball
What kind of pendulum never comes back home?