Angela Ammons - Walking Backwards Lyrics
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Walking Backwards
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What Are The Lyrics For Walking Backwards By Angela Ammons?
Falling snowflakes, melting in the sun
Dead end sweepstakes, heaven's growing numb Weekend sandman, stealing innocence Conscious dreaming last line of defense Whey do we walk backwards down a road that never ends Not knowing where we're going Just seeing where we've been Can't find no direction though we try hard to pretend That we're not walking backwards but we are again and again Is it too late to change? Velvet roses, blinded by the heat Teenage grownups passing on their painted legacies Why do we walk backwards down a road that never ends Not knowing where we're going Just seeing where we've been Can't find no direction though we try hard to pretend That we're not walking backwards but we are, again and again and again Is it too late to change? Ivory castles all fall down False religions being crowned Politicians tied and bound We have to make a stand today, the time has come for us to change Whey do we walk backwards down a road that never ends Not knowing where we're going Just seeing where we've been Can't find no direction though we try hard to pretend That we're not walking backwards but we are again and again and again |
Who Wrote Walking Backwards By Angela Ammons?
Alex Cantrall, Joseph Priolo, Shaunna R Bolton
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What's The Duration Of The Walking Backwards By Angela Ammons?The duration of Walking Backwards is 4:05 minutes and seconds. |
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