Tom Mcrae - One Mississippi lyrics

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 crossed a bridge to where heat of industry meets cool 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? Can I fix you in this moment? See us both move 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.