"What We Leave Behind" lyrics
"What We Leave Behind"
(from "The Flame In The Flood" soundtrack)
These roads never end 'til they reach the water
Lending in and out, sons and daughters
When you find your way, drifting through your stakes
You take the mess you've made
And I don't care where you come from or
What your mama taught you
All we are is what we leave behind
These roads never end 'til they reach the water
Lending in and out, mothers and fathers
You are not alone, proof's in the flesh and bone
Young eyes watching you
But I don't care where you come from or
What your papa taught you
All we are is what we leave behind
Will you burn it to the ground? Bury what can't be found?
In the soil under the soul?
In the midst of all the chaos callin'
Will you run or guide the way from falling?
I don't care where you come from or
What your mama taught you
All the lessons, right or wrong, though
We are bound to follow
All we are is what we leave behind
All we are is what we leave behind
Writer(s): Charles Allen Ragan
- AZLyrics
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- Chuck Ragan Lyrics
soundtrack:
"The Flame In The Flood" (2016)
In The Eddy
Spanish Moss
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