Thea Gilmore - The Loading Game lyrics

[Thea Gilmore - The Loading Game lyrics]

Well, the girls round here
They don't know their names
They don't know the truth
From the loading game
It's a hard knock school
Full of closing doors
And you take your time and
You take what's yours

Where will you go my blue eyed son?
How will you see? Where will you run?
'Cause the folk round here well
They're not to blame
They don't know the truth
From the loading game

And the boys 'round here
They all got the means
They all got the cash but
They don't got the dreams
And they'll break your heart and


They'll break your will
Until nothing's left but the space you fill

Where will you go my blue eyed son?
How will you see? Where will you run?
'Cause the folk round here well
They're not to blame
They don't know the truth
From the loading game

Well, here you stand braced against the storm
Darling take my hand, let me keep you warm
This belonged to me, now it belongs to you
And I'll take my place in the passing through

And I won't run from anything
But, I will stand and I will sing
And the tune you learn
Well it's not the same
But it makes it's mark on the loading game

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