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Long Gone Video (MV)




Performed By: David Scott Flores
Length: 5:19
Written by: David Scott Flores




David Scott Flores - Long Gone Lyrics




It's a lonesome task for a day long duel,
This empty glass that never seemed so cruel,
And if you ask me if I'm running out of fuel,
It's gone, long gone, thank god.
You wait in lines and you cross them too,
Here's to hoping some of your dreams don't come true,
There just below your feet and right above your head,
They're gone, long gone, thank god, long gone.
I have a mind to keep what's mine, if nothing is
Why should I keep trying to turn a tide if the sea is dry?
It's gone, long gone, thank god.
If not for wisdom, grace, mercy, and love
We'd all be beneath the sea with no help from above,
The good lord has your back but the devil always fronts,
A little lamb goes to heaven because lions need to hunt.
I'll grow a ghost, I'll keep the morning all day long,
But first here's a toast to the places we belong,
They're just below your feet and right above your head,
They're gone, they're longing, long gone.
Why should I keep trying to turn a tide
If the sea is dry?
It's gone, long gone, thank god
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It's a lonesome task for a day long duel,
This empty glass that never seemed so cruel,
And if you ask me if I'm running out of fuel,
It's gone, long gone, thank god.
You wait in lines and you cross them too,
Here's to hoping some of your dreams don't come true,
There just below your feet and right above your head,
They're gone, long gone, thank god, long gone.
I have a mind to keep what's mine, if nothing is
Why should I keep trying to turn a tide if the sea is dry?
It's gone, long gone, thank god.
If not for wisdom, grace, mercy, and love
We'd all be beneath the sea with no help from above,
The good lord has your back but the devil always fronts,
A little lamb goes to heaven because lions need to hunt.
I'll grow a ghost, I'll keep the morning all day long,
But first here's a toast to the places we belong,
They're just below your feet and right above your head,
They're gone, they're longing, long gone.
Why should I keep trying to turn a tide
If the sea is dry?
It's gone, long gone, thank god
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Writer: David Scott Flores
Copyright: Lyrics © ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP


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