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Unsexi
Voice, Guitar. Scored for Guitar Tab, Guitar/Vocal. Composed by Alanis
Morissette . Performed by Alanis Morissette. Rock. Sheet Music by Warner
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Lyrics
Drawn To The Rhythm
When we wore a heart of stone, we wandered to the sea
Hoping to find some comfort there, yearning to feel free
And we were mesmerized by the lull of the night
And the smells that filled the air
And we layed us down on sandy ground. It was cold, but we didn't care
Yes, we were drawn to the rhythm
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea
Yes, we were drawn to the rhythm
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea
We fell asleep and began to dream when something broke the night
Memories stirred inside of us - the struggle and the fight
And we could feel the heat of a thousand voices
Telling us which way to go
And we cried out "Is there no escape from the words that plague me
so?"
And we were drawn to the rhythm
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea
Yes, we were drawn to the rhythm
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea
In the still and the silent dawn another day is born
Washed up by the tireless waves, the body bent and torn
In the face of the blinding sun, you wake only to find
That heaven is a stranger place than what I've left behind
And we are drawn to the rhythm
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea
Yes, we are drawn to the rhythm
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea
And we are drawn to the rhythm
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea
Yes, we are drawn to the rhythm
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea
Home
Child walks down to the river's edge
And looks out as far as she can see
And draws each breath as if it were the last
And wipes away the tears across her sleeve
She can see where the river crawls to the sea
Like a baby into mother's care
Somehow the longing is so far away
The innocence so wasted and aware
And look at the child with the dream in her eyes
Holding it deep inside her
Thinking about Home... Home...
So much anger so deeply ingrained
Seemed a burden that was hers alone
She didn't think that there was anything wrong
With wanting a life that she could call her own
How could I explain? You would not want to hear
You wouldn't listen if I talked anyway
For you were too weighed down by your own fears
And look at the child with the dream in her eyes
Holding it deep inside her
Home... home... home... home...
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