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Carpet Ride —

Chris Cornell
Seems all the ones from
When I was young are
Leaving

Seems that all who sung from
The heart soul and lungs aren’t
Breathing,
Anymore…

Is it true
That times are gone
For honest men?

And now even you
Won’t sing your songs
Again…

I’ll try to
Keep my head up high
Put my sorrows aside

I’ll find you
In the sky
On that carpet ride

I’ll try to
Keep my head up high
Put my sorrows aside

I’ll find you
In the sky
On that carpet ride

Something’s gotta give, but
There’s something in the way

Someone’s gotta live, brother
I think we’re being played

I think we’re being played…


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