GRANT’S WOMB by Tom Jensen
Tonight I’ll call this place my home
Tonight I’ll call this place my own
Tonight is what life is all about
Take all of the bad and block it out
Because sometimes life can be so damn depressing
Those deep, dark feelings that there’s no suppressing
Sometimes you just have to give yourself a chance
To hear a song
To get up and dance
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To just live in the moment
To just ride the wave
Cause once it starts flowing
It’ll take you way
Nothing….it happens.
Don’t let it happen to you
Because there’s no coming back
When your time here is through
Don’t cry to me
that there’s nothing to do
I’m sure you can find something
Once you leave your room
I walked in and the band was playin’ Bobby Dylan
So I grabbed a drink and started chillin’
Tonight Ill call this place my home
Tonight Ill call this place my own
Tonight is what life is all about
Take all of the bad and block it out
Because sometimes life can be so damn depressing
Those deep, dark feelings that there’s no suppressing
Sometimes you just have to give yourself a chance
To hear a song
To get up and dance
To just live in the moment
To just ride the wave
Cause once it starts flowing
It’ll take you way
I’ve spent too many days staring at the ceiling
Within the confines of my room
Holding my head as I was kneeling
Felt like someone broke in and my soul he was stealing
Waiting to live just like an unborn child in the womb
Feeling like Ulysses S. Grant buried inside of his tomb
But I’m still living
And I’m still breathing
Get me out of my shell
I take what’s givin
So give me a reason
Make one up if you have to
Get me out of my shell
This is the only time I know for sure that I’m coming around
So why in the world would anyone settle for being so sorrow bound?
Get up! Get out and make something happen
Go shake your stuff and make sure your hands are clapping
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Be a magician and go make some magic happen
You just might die right in your bed as you’re napping
Don’t let it happen to you
Because there’s no coming back
When your time here is through
Don’t cry to me that there’s nothing to do
I’m sure you can find something
Once you leave your room