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Lyrics
I REALLY DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO OR WHAT TO SAY
THESE CROSSWINDS, THEY’RE BLOWING WAY TOO HARD
THERE'S A MAJOR STORM A BREWING WITHIN THESE DAYS
THESE THOUGHTS, THEY ARE WAY TOO CLUTTERED
CAN’T SLOW THESE CROSSWINDS DOWN
DON’T KNOW WHERE I WAS HEADED
OR WHERE I AM BOUND
CAN'T SEEM TO GET A GRASP ON MY HEADING
THOUGHT I SAW YOU, WAS IT JUST THE OTHER DAY?
WAS IT YOU OR JUST SOME IMAGE OF YESTERDAY?
BUT SINCE YOU WERE SAYING GOODBY
GUESS IT DOESN’T MATTER ANYWAY
THERE’S A MUTINY A BREWING
IT’S COMING FROM SOMEWHERE DEEP WITHIN
AND THEY’RE TRYING TO TAKE MY SHIP FROM ME
AND THEY’RE SAYING "NO, THERE AIN’T NOTHING,
NOTHING ON WHICH YOU CAN DEPEND.
GET CLOSE, GET CLOSE AND YOU’LL ONLY GET BURNED.
ALL GOOD THINGS, THEY MUST COME TO AN END
NO, YOU CAN’T BE HAPPY, IT MUSTN'T BE THAT WAY."
AND THOSE WORDS, THEY RING SO TRUE
THOSE WORDS, THEY RING SO TRUE
THERE’S A JAGGED EDGE ON THAT SHORELINE
AND THAT’S WHERE THESE CROSSWINDS
THAT’S JUST WHERE THEY’RE BLOWING ME
THEY JUST WON’T LET ME ALONE
THEY JUST KEEP BLOWING, BLOWING ME TOWARD’S THAT JAGGED EDGE
THEY JUST DON’T WANT MY SHIP AFLOAT ANYMORE
TRYING TO PULL MY SAILS,
SET AN ANCHOR BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE,
BUT THESE CROSSWINDS THEY ARE BLOWING WAY TOO HARD
AND THIS MUTINY, IT'S A BREWING
AND TIME AND PRECIOUS TIME
NO, IT’S NOT ON MY SIDE
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