Reach Down

Album: Temple Of The Dog (1991)
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  • Well, I had a dream the other night
    You were in a bar in the corner on a chair
    Wearing a long white leather coat
    Purple glasses and glitter in your hair

    And you said, "hey, this is where I'm gonna sit
    And buy you a drink someday
    Well, you were going to the dog shows
    But you kinda lost your way

    Now you said, "now I got all this room
    And no money to decorate it"
    So some local customer put me in touch with the man upstairs
    But he said, "little man, you got no business gettin' frustrated
    You gotta rest, you gotta rest, you gotta rest"

    You gotta reach down and pick the crowd up
    Oh, I wanna reach down and pick the crowd up
    Carry back in my hand to the promised land
    To the promised land

    Ooh, I had an angel shine my wings
    She said, "nothin' but the best for the golden boy
    And she made me promise not to tell
    I had her under a spell
    Singin' golden words in a broken voice

    Now I caught a blessing on the wind
    I'm feelin' lighter than a breath from a dove
    I got no hands to tie behind my back
    And I'm sparkin' like a heart attack

    And I got room to spread my wings
    And my messages of love, yeah
    Love was my drug
    But that's not what I died of

    So don't ya think of me
    Cryin' louder than some billion dollar baby
    Ooh, I wanna rest I wanna rest I wanna rest

    I wanna reach down and pick the crowd up
    I wanna reach down and pick the crowd up
    Carry back in my hand to the promised land
    To the promised land
    To the promised land
    Oh

    Yeah, ooh, ooh
    Yeah, I wanna reach down
    Oh yeah, and pick the crowd up
    (I wanna reach down) I wanna reach down
    (And pick the crowd up) and pick the crowd up
    (Carry back in my hand) hand
    (To the promised land) to the promised land
    (To the promised land) ooh, yeah
    Ah, oh Writer/s: Chris Cornell
    Publisher: Hipgnosis Songs Group, Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
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  • Mama T from SeattleIf someone wants to understand Grunge you don’t need to look further than the album Temple Of The Dog. The lyrics will tell you the anguish of loosing someone when you are so very young. Andy Wood was beloved in the Seattle Music Scene and his influence is still felt even if not measured.
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