"Good Friday" genre: Rock
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	CD: South Ridgeway Avenue   Label: Ridgeway Records Credits: music and lyrics by Ken Shane
	Lyrics Smoke from my cigarette Curls around the kitchen light I'm counting all my matches And stumbling through the night Like a pilgrim new to Plymouth I keep foundering on the rocks But there's a key if I can find it That can open every lock I'm blind and I'm ambitious And I don't know when to quit Some will linger for awhile 'Til they've seen enough of it I can't pretend to be surprised By their anger anymore I just wish for once I'd hold on Before love walks out the door And it's Good Friday I can hear the church bells ring Someone died for all my sins And I give thanks to him And it's Good Friday But I don't know what that means Because there is no good this Friday There's just heaven and hell And me here in between The fear and the fire suspending Like nothing in the world I've ever known I'm out on the wire pretending But there's nowhere in the place to call home I've heard about redemption But I cannot believe it's true That every broken dream that's ever been Can just be healed again like new Now I sit wide awake Through one more endless night Playing movies in my head And crawling to the light Chorus

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