Wilco - One Sunday Morning

Wilco - One Sunday Morning
This is how I tell it
Oh, but it's long
One Sunday morning
Oh, one son is gone
I can see where they're dawning
Over the sea
My father said what I had become
No-one should be
Outside I look lived in
Like the bones in a shrine
How am I forgiven?
Oh, I'll give it time
This, I learned without warning
Holding my brow
In time he thought I would kill him
Oh, but I didn't know how
I said it's your god I don't believe in
No, your Bible can't be true
Knocked down by the long life
He cried, 'I fear what waits for you'
I can hear those bells
Spoken and gone
I feel relief, I feel well
Now he knows he was wrong
I am cold for my father
Frozen underground
Jesus, I wouldn't bother
He belongs to me now
Something sad keeps moving
So I wandered around
I fell in love with the burden
Holding me down
Bless my mind, I miss
Being told how to live
What I learned without knowing
How much more that I owe that I can give
This is how I tell it
Oh, but it's long
One Sunday morning
One son is gone

[@noizette762]

Un gigantesque MERCI pour cette sublime playlist que tu nous offre, tu es merveilleuse ❣️

[@ascetic3312]

A nice bit of Jeff Tweedy to end the day. Thanks, Beatriz. Happy holidays to you.

[@tomsock218]

Fuckin beautiful

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Buena sintonía, arreglos exquisitos.

[@jennief2108]

Happy Christmas for you dear Beatriz Love Jennie xxxx

[@garyhubbard3459]

NICE "ONE"