Chains

Chains - Abigail Washburn

Written by：Kai Welch

Carried on a fire

Like a spark in black smoke

To a place where no one spoke his name

Burning black

Expectations

Could a destination make his name

Running out of time standing still

Something's gotta change or nothing will

You gotta leave your home rattle all your bones

And shake off of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

New to an old town

But a town that knew him

She could stare right through his youthful face

Morning came

A cool collector

And the more and more she took she took the

Less he gave

Running out of time standing still

Something's gotta change or nothing will

You gotta leave your home rattle all your bones

And shake off of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

Running out of time standing still

Something's gotta change or nothing will

You gotta leave your home rattle all your bones

And shake off of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains

All of your chains