Acknowledgements(Live) - Kurt Elling

Sing a song Of sad young men Glasses Full of rye All the news Is bad again Kiss your dreams Goodbye All the sad young men Sitting in the bars Knowing neon night

Now it is time that gods came walking out of lived in thing Time that they came and knocked down every wall Inside my house New page Only the wind From such a t

I know a place where dreams are born And time is never planned It's not on any chart You must find it with your heart Never Never Land It might be miles beyond

Music play Something dreamy for dancing While we're here romancing It's love's holiday And Love will be our guide Close your eyes When you open them dear I'll b

The white electric skillet of a day Threatened to sear us all away Fat frying spluttering Rank Chicago smeltering along Smothered in heavy wooly sweat The ci

Wait till you see her see how she looks Wait till you hear her laugh Painters of paintings writers of books Never could tell the half Wait till you feel the w