One Mississippi - Tom McRae

Got no gloves, and I don’t wear a hat

And these streets are cold and I

Forgot the reasons I came.

Walk a mile and I cross a bridge to where

Theh heat of inner stream meets cold river air

And I wonder if I will survive the wave

That’ll drown this place

It’s a clockwork planet

And I’ve broken every key

Trying to keep the time from twisting

Out of reach

And it’s one Mississippi

It is two times grip is slipping

It is three Mississippi

Time stands still

Got no home, and I made no plans

And this city holds me in the palm of its hand

And it sings ‘This is where you catch your breath.'

Well I’m thinking of you

And I can hear your words

When you said, ‘flying away is for the birds

And by the way, genius,

You ain’t walking south.'

It’s a clockwork planet

And I’ve broken every key,

Trying to keep the time from twisting

Out of reach

And it’s one Mississippi

It is two times grip is slipping

It is three Mississippi

Time stands still

It is four Mississippi

Can we stop the clocks from ticking

It is five Mississippi

Time stands still

Can we spin the world on its axis

Can we make the clocks run backwards

Can I only change your history for a day

And can I fix you in this movie

See us both in slow motion

Is that sunrise or sunset

Well who can say

Yeah it’s one Mississippi

It is two times grip is slipping

It is three Mississippi

Time stands still

Yeah it’s one Mississippi

It is two times grip is slipping

It is three Mississippi

Time stands still

Yeah it’s one Mississippi

It is two times grip is slipping

It is three Mississippi

Time stands still