David Lingabee Songs & Songwriting

As I go in
to sticky things,
For oh so long
With many strings.

But I really thought
it made me Cause,
Because I was
So so defeated.

Hard too admit
I had a split,
From who I was,
I finally quit.

Chorus
And so I now
Start to learn how,
I can return
to my own vows.
It’s what I thought
It’s who I’ve been,
I really want
to end my fleeing.
______

So come my friend
There is an end,
To endless hate
and suffering.

A thin road out
That needs no clout,
Just willingness to
solve one’s own questions.

Come for a ride,
Through lives that died,
That used to end with
“Where’s my guide”.

Yes here you are,
You do have scars,
They need your help,
Those past memoirs.

If you keep going,
You’ll find a road,
To make your own
With a little practice.

Chorus
And so I now
Start to learn how,
I can return
to my own vows.
It’s what I thought
It’s who I’ve been,
I really want
to end my fleeing.
______

Come for a ride,
Through lives that died,
That used to end with
“Where’s my guide”.

Yes here you are,
You do have scars,
They need your help,
Those past memoirs.

If you keep going,
You’ll find a road,
To make your own
With a little practice.

Come for a ride,
Through lives that died,
That used to end with
“Where’s my guide”.

Yes here you are,
You do have scars,
They need your help,
Those past memoirs.

If you keep going,
You’ll find a road,
To make your own
With a little practice.
_______