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COUNTING CROWS lyrics : "omaha"

Start tearing the old man down
Run past the heather and down to the old road
Start turning the grain into the ground

Roll a new leaf over
In the middle of the night,
there's an old man treading around in the gathered rain

Well mister, if you're going to walk on water
Could you drop a line my way?


(chorus)
Omaha
Somewhere in middle America

Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in

And get your money back at the door

Start threading a needle

Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
Start turning the wool across the wire



Roll a new life over
In the middle of the night,

there's an old man threading his toes through a bucket of rain
Hey mister, you don't want to walk on water
You're only going to walk all over me


(chorus)


Start running the banner down
Drop past the color
Come up through the summer rain

Start turning the girl into the ground
Roll a new love over
In the middle of the day,

there's a young man rolling around in the earth and rain
Hey Mister, if you're going to walk on water
You know you're only going to walk all over me


(chorus)

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