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The Mississippi Delta was shining like a National guitar

I am following the river down the highway through the cradle of the Civil War

 

I’m going to Graceland, $Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee

I’m going to Graceland

Poor boys and pilgrims with families and we are going to Graceland

 

My travelling companion is nine years old

He is the child of my first marriage

But I’ve reason to believe we both will be received in Graceland

 

She comes back to tell me she’s gone

As if I didn’t know that, as if I didn’t know my own bed

As if I’d never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead

 

She said, “Losing love is like a window in your heart

Everybody sees you’re blown apart, everybody sees the wind blow”

 

I’m going to Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee

I’m going to Graceland

Poor boys and pilgrims with families and we are going to Graceland

 

My travelling companions are ghosts and empty sockets

I’m looking at ghosts and empties

But I’ve reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland

 

(Whisteling) There is a girl in New York City

Calls herself “The Human Trampoline”

Sometimes when I’m falling, flying or tumbling in turmoil

I say, “Oh, so this is what she means”

 

She means we’re bouncing into Graceland

 

And I see losing love is like a window in your heart

Everybody sees you’re blown apart, everybody sees the wind blow

 

Ooh-ooh-ooh, in Graceland, in Graceland

I’m going to Graceland

 

For reasons I can not explain

There’s some part of me that wants to see Graceland

 

And I may be obliged to defend every love, every ending

Or maybe there’s no obligation now

Maybe I have a reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland

 

I’m going to Graceland, hey!

 

Whoa, in Graceland, in Graceland, in Graceland

I’m going to Graceland

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Written by adlerallende

April 5, 2011 at 7:44 am

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