Hawksley Workman - Don't Be Crushed
Youâ??re where all the ashes blow
Youâ??re the kind of maker that makes the whole world come true
My baby sheâ??s inside me now
I made her a place to settle down
Itâ??s close to my heart
She likes the sound
Its twenty minutes out of town
Shoreline water breaking fast
In New York city, low on cash
Another week and youâ??ll be back
And youâ??ll be saying home at last
But donâ??t act broken
Even when youâ??re broken
Its just one of those things
Thank god youâ??re timeless
Cause my watch got stolen
Itâ??s the good stuff that you bring
Donâ??t be crushed
This city will always bug you baby
I know for me it does the same
Itâ??s pretty I suppose from inside a plane
Thatâ??s heading for another place
So wave and blow me one more kiss
Youâ??re a dead-eye baby
You never miss
Thereâ??s not much else as sweet as this
I waved so hard I broke my wrist
But donâ??t act broken
Even when youâ??re broken
Its just one of those things
Thank god youâ??re timeless
Cause my watch got stolen
Itâ??s the good stuff that you bring
donâ??t be crushed
Donâ??t be crushed