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[ti:I Miss My Mind]
[ar:Russell Crowe/The Ordinary Fear of God]
[al:My Hand, My Heart]
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[00:00.449]I Miss My Mind - Russell Crowe/The Ordinary Fear of God
[00:02.575]Lyrics by:Hyde
[00:08.871]Victory was not mine to have it came to other men
[00:16.326]No daring feats on foreign streets no history making pen
[00:24.141]The ship I sailed was lost in fog some distance from the coast
[00:31.729]Of all the things I lost that year I miss my mind the most
[00:47.480]I broke my back on boredom's rack like this my time was sold
[00:55.223]Like every moment was my last spent like fools gold
[01:03.102]Wasted now the passing years of little I can boast
[01:10.861]Of all the things I lost that year I miss my mind the most
[01:34.208]The ship I sailed was lost in fog some distance from the coast
[01:42.058]Of all the things I lost that year I miss my mind the most
[01:57.677]When spring was young I had a thirst for standing proud and tall
[02:05.342]I drank the summers full of wine and fell right into fall
[02:13.447]But winters chill with vengeance came and proved a cruel host
[02:20.708]Of all the things I lost that year I miss my mind the most
[02:28.723]The ship I sailed was lost in fog some distance from the coast
[02:36.575]Of all the things I lost that year I missed my mind the most
[02:44.138]Of all the things I lost that year I missed my mind the most
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I Miss My Mind - Russell Crowe/The Ordinary Fear of God Lyrics by:Hyde Victory was not mine to have it came to other men No daring feats on foreign streets no history making pen The ship I sailed was lost in fog some distance from the coast Of all the things I lost that year I miss my mind the most I broke my back on boredom's rack like this my time was sold Like every moment was my last spent like fools gold Wasted now the passing years of little I can boast Of all the things I lost that year I miss my mind the most The ship I sailed was lost in fog some distance from the coast Of all the things I lost that year I miss my mind the most When spring was young I had a thirst for standing proud and tall I drank the summers full of wine and fell right into fall But winters chill with vengeance came and proved a cruel host Of all the things I lost that year I miss my mind the most The ship I sailed was lost in fog some distance from the coast Of all the things I lost that year I missed my mind the most Of all the things I lost that year I missed my mind the most