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Shred Of A String

verse 1:
I met the good Lord down in New Orleans,
and He showed me many things that I aint never seen,
and He taught me how to fly like a bird on the wing,
but He left me hanging on . . . . on a shred of a string

verse 2:
I saw the Devil in the eye of a dream,
and now I know everything is not what it seems.
Clear as a conscience that aint done a thing,
clouded and clutching on . . . . to a shred of a string

chorus:
I don't want to cry anymore
and I'm not scared to die, but for
this line that ties me to you
and the things that I do when I can't feel a thing . . . .
while I'm hanging on . . . . on this shred of a string

verse 3:
I found my love in the heart of a thief,
but the wings of that dove brought a lifetime of grief.
And I'll sing this song, though it don't mean a thing,
and I'll just keep swinging on . . . . this shred of a string

chorus:
I don't want to cry anymore
and I'm not scared to die, but for
this line that ties me to you
and the things that I do when I can't feel a thing . . . .
while I'm hanging on . . . . on this shred of a string

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