Lyrics Chuck Ragan

Chuck Ragan

Seems We're Ok

It seems we're okay

Through we are medicate

To come down from the pain if it's save

We all wait for rain when the dustbowl of shame

Feels our lungs with regret that we've saved

It seems we're okay growing old from a miles of

Broken hearted and love songs in shagri-la styles

Burning fumes, alone in rooms occasionally high

Through the wait, lord the weight

Cough it up and sift thought the remnants of old news

And leave it in the gutte to wash

Cause there ain't no blackwoods or water there run to

Just to burnout the end or the cause

It seems we're okay growing old from a miles of

Broken hearted and love songs in shagri-la styles

Burning fumes, alone in rooms

Occasionally high through the wait, lord the weight

Through the wait, lord the weight

Let's get a handle on ourselves again

And hold truth to our love and our friends

It seems we're okay growing old from a miles of

Broken hearted and love songs in shagri-la styles

Burning fumes, alone in rooms

Occasionally high through the wait, lord the weight

Through the wait, lord the weight

Through the wait, lord the weight