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  1. Young Elder

From the album PUSH

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Lyrics

How I've come to this,
is a mystery to me.
I've done everything I should,
to keep an even keel.
Still I'm adrift,
cursing all the times I spurned this gift.
And I strive now,
not for greatness,
but for balance.

Shift the ballast, trim the main sail.
Hardened hearts on cold soles.
Leeward if the other way fails,
and for answers, ask an old soul.

Ask an old soul.

So this is what I wanted.
To come into a calm.
But now I can't get on it.
Can't read the signs or sing the songs.
And one by one we run out,
of the things that keep us on the ground.

But love is for the landlocked.
Gotta keep your strength up.
Oars in when the wind stop.
And for answers, ask an old soul.

Ask an old soul.