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The Speed Of Soul - Carrie Newcomer

Written by：Carrie Newc

I found her sleeping in a Kansas truck stop

In the corner booth

She'd been waiting there for months

And that's the truth

She looked at me with wary eyes

She'd heard all my lies

She was not surprised

She only looked at me

And shook her head

Come back come home

I'm gathering the crumbs and the stones

Been traveling faster than my soul can go

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But at the end of the day

I couldn't even say

The things that I had done

So I spent the morning sweeping floors

I didn't want much more

Than to do just one thing at a time

And call it mine

Come back come home

I'm gathering the crumbs and the stones

Been traveling faster than my soul can go

Before songs were grooves and lines

Caught in jars like fireflies

The only place a song was held

Soft or razor sharp

Was is in the heart

Mr Gatling made a Gatling gun

He said it would end war

Who could send some mother's son through such a door

But the bullets move at the speed of cold

Drones do as they're told

And the men go home at night and kiss the wife

And watch TV

And never see all those souls untethered floating out to sea

Come back come home

We're gathering the crumbs and the stones

Been traveling faster than our souls can go

Come back come home

We're gathering the crumbs and the stones

Been traveling faster than our souls can go

Faster than our souls can go

Faster than our souls can go