"American Dust" genre: Folk Rock
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	Credits: Written/Performed by Eric Myers
	Lyrics I feel like I could fall, Fall into your eyes, Eyes as deep as rain, Raining from the skies, And soak into your soul, A soul as clear as wind, A wind that kisses trees, Then makes them still again, And sometimes when I fly, I fly into the hills, The hills a fence of dreams, I'm dreaming of them still, Tangled in their arms, Arms of greying lines, Scratch upon the dawn, Drawn before my mind, Leaves across my boots, And boots across my back, The boots that put me here, The boots that bring me back, I'm in and out of time, I rustle like a breeze, I'm restless as a thought, That grows like a disease, Call me to the fire, Beat upon my drum, Breathe the flames I'm in, Smoke me when I'm done, Lay me at your feet, And feather me with truth, The feathers of your love, That spiral out of you

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