Dont Be Crushed - Hawksley Workman

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You're where a

ll the poets g

o
 
You're where a

ll the ashes b

low
 
You're the kin

d of maker 
 
That makes the

 whole world c

ome true

 
My baby she's 

inside me now
  
I made her a p

lace to settle

 down
  
It's close to 

my heart, she 

likes the soun

d
 
It's twenty mi

nutes out of t

own

Airline water breaking fast
In New York city, low on cash
Another week and you'll be back
And you'll be staying home at last
 
            
But don't act 

              
broken even wh

           
en you're brok

en
             
It's just one 

           
of those thing

s
            
Thank god you'

              
re timeless ca

              
use my watch g

     
ot stolen
             
It's the good 

              
stuff that you

 
 bring
        
Don't be crush

ed

This city will always bug you baby
I know for me it does the same
It's pretty I suppose from inside a plane
That's heading for another place
But wave and blow me one more kiss
You're a dead eye, baby you never miss
There's not much else as sweet as this
I waved so hard I broke my wrist

But don't act broken even when you're broken
It's just one of those things
Thank god you're timeless 
Cause my watch got stolen
It's the good stuff that you bring
Don't be crushed

Don't be crushed, don't be cruuuushed

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