Every Woman Every Man-Amelia Curran

Every Woman Every Man - Amelia Curran We walking a great line Drifting it tone We turn on our own time Always pursuing most And captured that photographs Quickening years Two step in alone as the day we apear Every woman and every man Come to the table And bring what they can And taken for granted they don't understand Every other woman every other man Every other woman every other man Every other woman every other man And stumbling down from the lessons of age Conquest of love and still ache of rage A deafening chorus of battle and bold Of mercy of madness of constants and cold Every woman and every man Come to the table And bring what they can And taken for granted they don't understand Every other woman every other man Every other woman every other man Every other woman every other man Every other woman every other man Every other woman every other man Every other woman every other man Every other woman every other man