- Votes:
- Composer:
- Chris Cornell
 
- Genres:
- 90s
- Rock
 
- Tags:
- alternative rock
- grunge
- seattle
 
- See also:
Temple Of The Dog - Reach Down lyrics
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 wanna sit
 And buy you a drink someday
 Well you were going to the dog shows
 But you kinda lost your way
 Now you say now I got all this room
 And no money to decorate it
 So you've got some local customer
 put you in touch with the man upstairs
 But he said little man you got no
 business bein' all frustrated ooh
 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 hands
 to the promised land
 to the promised land
 I had an angel shine my wings, she said
 Nothin' but the best for the golden boy
 She made me promise not to tell I had her under
 A spell singing golden words in a broken voice
 Now I caught a blessing on the wind I'mTemple Of The Dog - Reach Down - http://motolyrics.com/temple-of-the-dog/reach-down-lyrics.html
 Feeling lighter than a breathe from a dove
 I've got no hands to tie behind my back
 and I'm sparking like a heart attack,
 and now I've got room to spread my wings
 and my messages of love, yeah yeah
 love was my drug, but that's not What I died of,
 so don't ya think of me crying louder
 than some million dollar baby oooh
 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, ooooh
 I wanna reach down
 and pick the crowd up
 I wanna reach down
 and pick the crowd up
 and pick the crowd up
 Carry back in my hand
 to the promised land,
 to the promised land
 to the promised land













