album: Bullet (2004)
album: West In November EP
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Like a breath of fresh air and the wind at my back 
Toe to heel with strong strides taking miles off the map 
In this journey called life where I’ve walked so far 
Under the heat of your sun and the shine of your stars 
Step by step I’ve crept, I’ve crawled, and I’ve run 
Felt the palm of your hand and the barrel of death’s gun 
I ran for my life stood strong through strife 
From a miscarried life to waiting for my wife like 
I heard it sung a thousand strong all night long 
Heard heaven’s bell going something long, it’s like 
I’ve been there in total despair 
Now I’ve tasted and I’ve touched 
A breath of fresh air 

‘Cause I do live and I hope and pray 
For something better and brighter today 
For something there for something there 

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‘Cause I was just a poor boy living in a poor world 
But you gave me more love that set me free 
‘Cause I was just a poor boy living in a poor world 
But you have gave me more love that set me free 

Like road trips on open roads 
Windows down sun setting and fresh new clothes 
Shoes off so you can stop reflect on all these paths unfolding 
With these staffs that are pulling in this world so controlling 
It’s not always best to take the interstate 
Sometimes the most is on the windy coast way 
‘Cause wide is the path pulling astray 
Narrow is the truth in these days 
But all the while I hear a still small voice say 
You climbed the cliffs rocked the desert on your very own 
Swam the seas, sang the songs with the sweetest tones 
The beaches you’ve combed, moons you’ve roamed the love you’ve shown 
But all the while a voice calls you home 

‘Cause I do live and I hope and pray 
For something better and brighter today 
For something there for something there 

CHORUS

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