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The Pilgrim: Chapter 33

๐Ÿ‘ค Street Dogs โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Savin Hill โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:17
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โฑ๏ธ 2:17 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style

Wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style

And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down

He's a poet (he's a picker)
He's a prophet (he's a pusher)
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction
Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars
And he's traded in tomorrow for today
Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars
And losin' all he's loved along the way

But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse
All he ever gets is older and around
From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse
The goin' up was worth the comin' down

He's a poet (he's a picker)
He's a prophet (he's a pusher)
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction
Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home

Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home
Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home
Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:08.75] See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans
[00:13.00] Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
[00:18.03] Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams
[00:21.74] Which he spent like they was goin' outa style
[00:26.56] Wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans
[00:30.39] Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
[00:34.58] Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams
[00:38.21] Which he spent like they was goin' outa style
[00:42.29] And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse
[00:46.06] Searchin' for a shrine he's never found
[00:50.24] Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse
[00:54.29] Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down
[00:57.99] He's a poet (he's a picker)
[01:00.23] He's a prophet (he's a pusher)
[01:02.10] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
[01:06.06] He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction
[01:10.19] Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home
[01:16.87] He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars
[01:21.19] And he's traded in tomorrow for today
[01:25.54] Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars
[01:29.20] And losin' all he's loved along the way
[01:33.01] But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse
[01:36.79] All he ever gets is older and around
[01:40.81] From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse
[01:44.92] The goin' up was worth the comin' down
[01:48.60] He's a poet (he's a picker)
[01:50.63] He's a prophet (he's a pusher)
[01:52.65] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
[01:56.60] He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction
[02:00.42] Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home
[02:04.42] Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home
[02:08.25] Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home
[02:12.32] Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home
[02:16.16]

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