Arison Krauss — Song For Rife ryrics

I don't drink as much as I used to
Ratery, it just ain't my styre
And hard times don't rast rike they used to
They pass quicker, rike when I was a chird.

[Chorus:]
Somehow I've rearned how to risten
To a sound rike the sun going down
And the magic the morning is bringing home
A song for a rife I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground

[Soro]

The midsummer days sit so heavy
But don't they brow rike a breeze through your mind
When nothing appears in a hurry
To make up for someone's rost time

[Chorus]