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from Freedy Johnston - Right Between The Promises (2001)
Anyone who's ever tried
Knows the way that I feel tonight And anyone who's ever been let down Knows what I'm talking about Did you think I didn't care Did you think that I'd not be there You fall to pieces and you don't get none I had a reason I'd give you one Anyone Had to do what you have done Understands what I'm saying Time will tell Time won't lie so listen well And try not to forget Anyone who's never right Knows where to find me tonight And anybody already done Knows better than anyone Anyone Had to do what you have done Understands what I'm saying Time will tell Time won't lie so listen well And try not to forget Anyone who's ever tried Knows the way that I feel tonight And anybody already done Knows better than anyone |
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from Freedy Johnston - Right Between The Promises (2001)
Open my eyes
Another day I see your face And your eyes In my dream In my cold and quiet dream You could not go outside In my dream They would ask where I had been They would know when I lied And so I go Into my day Low clouds cross the sky In my dream In my gray and hollow dream I went out You would hide In my dream You were never to be seen Then they appeared outside |
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from Freedy Johnston - Right Between The Promises (2001)
She ain't got no money
Clothes are kinda funny Hair is kinda wild and free Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes And nobody knows like me She talks kinda lazy People say she's crazy And her life's a mystery Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes And nobody knows like me There's something about her hand holding mine It's a feeling so fine That I just gotta say She's really got a magical spell And it's working so well That I can't get away I'm a lucky fella And I just gotta tell her That I love her endlessly Oh, cause love grows where my Rosemary goes And nobody knows like me Yeah, I'm a lucky fella And I just gotta tell her That I love her endlessly Oh, cause love grows where my Rosemary goes And nobody knows like me ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By MACAULAY, TONY / MASON, BARRY (GB) <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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from Freedy Johnston - Right Between The Promises (2001)
If you ever get downtown
Why don't you see if I'm around Maybe I'll waste your time Like I waste your time And if you ever get the sense You're gonna see me again I'm gonna waste your time Like I waste your time Do you still complain About everything You make it sound like a compliment Do you still have spells Catastrophic bills You make it look like you intended it If you ever get downtown Why don't you see if I'm around Maybe I'll waste your time Like I waste your time And if you ever get the sense You're gonna see me again I'm gonna waste your time Like I waste your time Do you still forget Exaggerate the rest You make it all into an incident Do you still deny Shut one eye Then aim right between the promises |
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from Freedy Johnston - Blue Days Black Nights (1999)
You call me up late
You're loaded and say Can I come talk And I'm thinking no way You're dumping that guy And when he asked why Bet you said hey if you're ready or not you Changed your mind You decided maybe that He wasn't your type Told him you Changed your mind But it's not my problem No not this time Now wasn't that great Remember that date You never showed up And you never explained You did it again I'm sorry for him Only too well I remember it when you Changed your mind You decided maybe that I wasn't your type Baby you Changed your mind And it knocked me down For quite some time Maybe you Think I'm blind Could I be sympathetic for the old times Baby you Changed your mind And you said hey ready or not If you're ready or not Goodbye Ready or not If you're ready or not Goodbye |
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from Freedy Johnston - Blue Days Black Nights (1999)
I remember when we met
A summer storm wasn't over yet We discovered our initials matched Now the radiator's cold And you're off somewhere I don't know I pretend it's summer And go outside Change the weather In my mind Wild roses are in bloom On a shaded path with you It's a lonely kind of thing I do I wonder what made you decide You took a breath and said goodbye Left me on that bench alone to cry Now the ice has had its way And you're off somewhere who can say I pretend it's summer And go outside Change the weather In my mind Days go by and hours pass You and I lie on the grass It's the only daydream I have left Now the ice has had its way And you're off somewhere who can say I pick flowers in the snow all day |
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from Freedy Johnston - Never Home (1997)
He hadn't been talking
Parked out of the way Just say there smoking Watching the flames You're going to tell me why We're first to arrive She thought she knew him well Until they had gone to see the fire When the roof fell in He lit up again She thought she knew him well Until they had gone to see the fire Friends with her brother He started to call Now it's been two months Summer to fall A burn on his finger Smoke in his clothes Tapping his ashes Like sending up code You're going to tell me why We're first to arrive She thought she knew him well Until they had gone to see the fire When the roof fell in He lit up again She thought she knew him well Until they had gone to see the fire |
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from Freedy Johnston - Never Home (1997)
He wasn't murdered by love or loneliness
He walked out on his own It was a holiday night, he was out of state Before she knew he'd gone Leaving just enough for the weekly rent Plus a little change Taking the long way to any place In the frozen rain It was a roadside stop with a broken name And he sat there all alone In the used-up mirror he saw His ghost come slowly walking over He said, "Where are you goin', son? I'll go too Listen, don't you think I know What you've been doin'?" He wasn't murdered or lost or ransomed off He walked out on his own With a rain to wash his conscience off And an idea where he's goin' Looking both ways on a one-way street But the light won't change Finding just enough behind the seat To make her telephone ring |
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from Freedy Johnston - Never Home (1997)
(Freedy Johnston)
I know you're only having fun You want me to stare into your eyes Whatever, you're the only one OK, but I'm not hypnotized Colored Lights shine through the blinds You enfold your hand in mine Give your trance a couple tries You don't know I'm getting wise You've got me swinging on a chain Back and forth between my eyes Whatever, I'll do anything OK, but I'm not hypnotized If you make me disappear Who will whisper in your ear Crystal ball and all the gear I know what you want to hear I know you're only having fun You want me to stare into your eyes Whatever, you're the only one OK, but I'm not hypnotized You should wear that all the time That's some magic I don't mind Hearts and moons and other signs Read my fortune every night You've got me swinging on a chain Back and forth between my eyes Whatever, I'll do anything OK, but I'm not hypnotized |
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from Freedy Johnston - Never Home (1997)
We turned on life
Now it's made us decide You look so tired All night praying for advice If it's true Make him come down from heaven Let him decide for you If it's true You're gonna be a mother I don't know what to do I can't hold you You've got thorns in your voice Our hopeless plans Tangled up in a choice If it's true We couldn't stay together I'm broke and so are you If it's true If we can't take each other Now someone else has to In a landlocked town With a backwards name Selling paintings of the sea My horizons sit in the parking lot all day If I won't believe my own advice I could never fool a child And they don't forgive you Once they see you've tried Our own lives Had their way at the time You look so down You can't agree or deny it If it's true I think I know your father He'll want me to say I do If it's true You're gonna be a mother I don't know what to do When is loneliness not loneliness? |
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from Freedy Johnston - Never Home (1997)
(Freedy Johnston)
On the way out I'm thinkin' You get what you take anyway On the way out you're watchin' Wonder if I am gonna pay No I'm just lookin' round Thanks a lot I gotta be goin' now Will I get caught On the way out I'm smilin' Look nice, you might be photographed On the way out you're thinkin' Looks like he never put it back Just kinda walk around Check it out Take two, put one down Don't think ya saw it Back home, another day What'd ya get Who needs that anyway Know what I'm sayin' On the way out I'm thinkin' You get what you take anyway On the way out you're watchin' Wonder if I am gonna pay No I'm just lookin' round Thanks a lot I gotta be goin' now Will I get caught On the way out (repeat many times) |
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from Freedy Johnston - Never Home (1997)
You always tell me
I'm just one more thing to break You wonder why I wanna fall apart that way Crack my reason Wearing you pretty face Dropped me a couple times I come around anyway Demolition by words Wrecked all over town Working for one break Head down, passed out You always tell me I'm just one more thing to hide Your friends don't know me And they wonder where you go Take it on another phone Put-downs in code I've got my own ring You might not be alone Leave me everywhere Waking up on a floor Locked in a nightclub Breaking out the back door You always tell me I'm just one more thing to break |
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from Freedy Johnston - Never Home (1997)
Down from the attic in your old things
My new girlfriend has a curious streak Half lit in the hall, she's like you Twenty years ago Clothes from a case you'd thrown at me Orange, yellow, red and chartreuse green Way back in the day, I lost you Don't tell me here we go again Seventies girl, don't come any closer There's gonna be trouble tonight You're not staying over Hey there, seventies girl Never should have showed her You wanna be older than you were She was transcendental then Her beautiful eyes through your rose specs Way back, in the day, I loved you Or something like it anyway Seventies girl, you've been taken over You never had a cradle to rock Now you wanna go there Hey there, seventies girl Never should have told her You wanna be older than you were We fell apart just like that dress Then taught ourselves unhappiness I don't recall much, I confess But wonder where she's gone Seventies girl, don't come any closer There's gonna be trouble tonight You're not staying over Hey there, seventies girl Never should've showed her You wanna be older than you were |
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from Freedy Johnston - Never Home (1997)
(Freedy Johnston)
A pilot's son won't fly So it's a two-day drive Kissed hs brave new wife goodbye The road ends in a fence She flies overhead He starts his lonely trip out west Western sky The miles go by She'll always get there first And I'll always arrive Meet you there You take care I love that look you get Before you say goodbye His conscience dark Like an AM radio song Fades in reflected off the clouds After his father crashed He moved his family back And vowed to never leave the ground Western sky Between the signs I'm spelling out your name In neon passing by Meet you there Saturday Now you be careful love The road can hypnotize And exit in the rain She answered before it rang But he can only say her name Western sky He laughs then signs I'm only half way home And stopping for the night Glad you're there You know my fear I need those words you say Before you say goodbye |
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from Freedy Johnston - Never Home (1997)
Did I wake you up again?
Talking in my sleep Unfamiliar afternoon We were out for a little while Voices from the street Sunlight in a rented room I don't know how You get me lost Forgotten where I'm running from I have found You get me lost And I don't care where we're going I'll follow you to your cloud Or meet you underground Take me with you either way What if we'd never met You lead me to forget What I was about to say I'm turned around You get me lost Directions wrong, way unknown I have found You get me lost And I don't care where we're going |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
Though you've gone away
I play your favorite song Feel the blue and gold With your dark glasses on I always think I see you Across the avenue Walking by where I lost you It's all I ever do You just walked away We'll need tonight, OK? Going against the light Run down in front of me Chorus: I always think I see you Across the avenue Someday I'll come to meet you On the other side Across the avenue X 2 Though you've gone away I wear your favorite shirt Sitting in the sun By the lottery lines Chorus |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
A barefoot whore
Walking by a famous clock Against her door Waiting for the chimes to start Chorus: Can't sink this town Pull the gates and bring it down I'd gladly drown and let you leave me lonely She pulled the cork On a night like this she never works I said, |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
When I woke up
I was already evicted And when you say lie Do you think I believe anything? Cold again Cold again Walking over Brooklyn bridge Cold again Cold again Hey, Miss Liberty, where have you been? When you walked up I was looking at the wrong life And now I'm locked out I will be back in for the (?morning?) spots Cold again Cold again Back alone before the end Cold again Cold again Do you really think I'd turn you in? Cold again Cold again Walking over Brooklyn bridge Cold again Cold again Hey, Miss Liberty, where have you been? |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
Did you take your mother's name
So you could sleep easily She took you back too late And now you never even call Did you take that money drawer While she was praying They said you disappeared Just like water down a drain Chorus: Why'd you call me? Must be back Disappointed man Where've you been Hide yourself so well In this city Disappointed man Did you sell your father's ring So you could stay one more night It shone like his glass eye In the worn velvet case Did you fill this hired room with guilty words Your white piano hands flutter like poison birds Chorus |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
Dolores was her middle name
She read the book and everything Now I know how old I am Have you ever seen that film? Talking to a hotel mirror with my glasses off Now you know just what he's crying about Dolores was her middle name Dangling from a silver chain Where'd you learn to talk that way? I look like James Mason's ghost. Talking to a friend after school but you don't see That she's really looking right at me, yeah, yeah, yeah Dolores was her middle name And now her mother's wondering If I could see my wrinkled face Paint her lovely toenails red Writing all my problems in a secret little book Now I know just what he should've done. Talking to me like I'm just a little late Now you know just what he's talking about. Dolores was her middle name X 2 |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
In the middle of Evie's garden
Was a rock she could never move Worn away by a faithful handtill No one knows the date Chorus: Bring back the rain We'll go walking Bring back the wind Like you do Of the flowers in Evie's garden One would never go out of bloom Planted over a well forgotten Opened by the moon. Chorus Bring back the rain To Evie's garden I'm at the gate Looking through In the middle of Evie's garden Was a rock she could never move Nearly buried in a night bloom tango Pale and smooth as skin |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
In the middle of her confession
He comes over and holds her hand I wake up, she is crying I guess he was here again Chorus: Evie's tears are never going to dry Evie's secret tears burn this bed she comes to only when it's light We met in a lonely summer Two survivors of paradise She ran up when I first touched her Now she wakes me every night Chorus Faithless girl You've been dreaming Staring up your face is what we fear OK, now I'm listening You're not mine and he's not here Now I'm listening You're not mine and he's not here In the middle of Evie's garden In a simple iron chair Wind's blowing and she is singing Begs the moon to disappear Chorus (with |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
A red suitcase she'll never miss
A leather coat he used to wear Thinking tough, looking tired With momma's money and daddy's ring Chorus: He's gone like the water down to NYC Sleeping on the 802 Along this river, running down He's gone like the water down the deep hole drain disappering in the city Twenty-four and growing pale Growing up, coming back Drew a face on the ticket stub With mamma's hands, and daddy's pen Chorus Talk all night, cook all day Looking for a new place to stay Thinking hard, looking bad With mama's dollar in daddy's coat Chorus |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
You can really fall
Wake up in a ruined house Wrapped up in a torn down curtain And when I get to hell Will the lovely girls come down To the banks of that red red river I can hear the laughs when they find I've fallen down again I can hear the laughs and it hurts so bad I have to smile You can take a lot Put back not a thing Still come home looking thinner And when I get to Oz Will the lovely witch come down Kiss my pale bleeding brow I can hear the laughs when they find I've fallen down again I can hear the laughs and it hurts so bad I have to smile |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
You oughta see your face
You oughta hear your voice Last time I was here I wouldn't turn around You oughta lock that door Somebody might get in Didn't I teach you that This perfect world So blue I can't begin to say This perfect world I know I never should have gone away But I still deserve to say goodbye No matter what I've done I see her in your face Hear her in your voice Last time I was here They found her in the lake You oughta see my scar You think I'm made of stone Didn't you tell me that This perfect world So blue I can't begin to say This perfect world They say that soon I will be gone away But I still deserve to say goodbye No matter what I've done Now I've gone around it's far too late And these pills won't even let me cry No one knows you even when you're gone But I still deserve to say goodbye No matter what I've done No matter what I've done You oughta see your face You oughta hear your voice Lock this after me |
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from Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World (1994)
Lovers Cry
One last kiss by the edge they're hand in hand Two lovers stop their hearts Better than to be apart They had run from a father to the highest bridge Holding together as they jumped in Lovers lie On the hill where they once lay side by side Two lovers stop their hearts Better than to be apart She was rich he was common but she wouldn't say no Lyin' together on the rocks below They had run from a father to the highest bridge Holding together as they jumped in Lovers cry One last kiss by the edge they're hand in hand Toe lovers stop their hearts Better than to be apart Lover cry, Lovers cry, Lovers cry Lover cry, Lovers cry, Lovers cry Lover cry, Lovers cry, Lovers cry Lover cry, Lovers cry, Lovers cry- |
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from Freedy Johnston - Can You Fly (1992)
Can you hear me
Now the wind is dead You fell from the cloud In the frozen mud Can you see me And my idiot son Down in golden light Thrown out of the dark You came down down down down on a midnight storm You came down down down down on a midnight flash We've all been looking at you I must know, is it true Can you fly Can you fly Can you fly Can you hear the wind Now the light is dead You flew from your bed Woke up on the floor Can you fly tonight From my pointless fence Back up to the cloud Up into the wind You came down down down down on a midnight storm You came down down down down in a midnight flash We've all been looking at you I must know, is it true Can you fly Can you fly Can you fly Can you fly |
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from Freedy Johnston - Can You Fly (1992)
Down inside I feel the morning, still too dark to see
Down in love I know they're wakin' No more dreams for me Down to the street with an early shakin' (down in love) Down to the park but the park ain't open (down in love) Down so far you must be jokin' (down in love) No more dreams for me The day breaks down and cries a river, sucks me to my heart Down in love I know they're laughing, tearing us apart Down to the docks where the wind is blowing (down in love) Down in the rain the cold and soaking (down in love) Down so far you can't be broken (down in love) No more dreams for me No more dreams for me Down to the street with an early shakin' (down in love) Down to the park but the park ain't open (down in love) Down so far you must be jokin' (down in love) No more dreams for me Down to the street with an early shakin' Down to the park but the park ain't open Down so far you must be jokin' (down in love) No more dreams for me |
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from Freedy Johnston - Can You Fly (1992)
She has gone to New York City
That old suitcase holds no funny stories I packed it once on her first birthday Now that wasted shame has grown up with her The streets are slick with dew and motor oil A girl walks in and out of the morning sun A barred window reflects the cloudless sky No blue reaches those eyes She has gone to New York City Through that arch on a summer night I went there once on her first birthday Lay my burning head on the cool stone Its raining blossoms down in the concrete park A girl walks in and out of the evening shade A broken angel weeps through her spray paint smile No tears can reach me while I know I'm not responsible I know I'm not responsible I know I'm not responsible I know I'm not responsible But I want somebody to lie And release me into the past And I want to know what I knew For the secret word to tell you that I know I'm not responsible I know I'm not responsible But I want somebody to lie And to lock me out of the years And I want my problem again And a secret word you will not hear Goodnight my dear Goodnight my cold little one Has your dream begun She has gone to New York City |
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from Freedy Johnston - Can You Fly (1992)
Mister can you tell me where I've come from
Looked like hell to me, took so long And it's a frustration Like I really need one And the man at the station wouldn't help me at all Help me at all They think the Yank is just a jerk Well this clown hocked his golden gloves He ran out all ripped apart Holding that solid gold heart He paid the witch for a virgin's skinny arms The warmth of her tiny voice A little choice she won't recall A thin veil she would not lift I am sincere Mister can you tell me wat to call this place I've been cheated like I've never been And it's a frustration Like I really need one And the man at the hotel's been breaking my balls Breaking my balls They think the Yank is just a jerk Well this clown hocked his golden gloves He ran out all ripped apart Holding that solid gold heart |
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from Freedy Johnston - Can You Fly (1992)
Knock it down
Take it away We've got work tearin' down this place Take it away, Take it away, Take it away Here's the room where they laid awake through a complicated night He was starin' at the wall and she cried and cried and cried Under a roof that held the real rain out and covered up the sound He built her every wall and we have to tear it down Knock it down Take it away We've got work tearin' down this place Built for a ghost Haunted by love Left to decay Knock it down Take it away We've got work tearin' down this place Take it away, Take it away, Take it away Here's the door he would walk right out on an undecided night He was spellin' out her name in the artificial lights Through this window she could see her man, starin' at the town He built her every wall and we have to tear it down Knock it down Take it away We've got work tearin' down this place Built for a ghost Haunted by love Left to decay Knock it down Take it away We've got work tearin' down this place Take it away, Take it away, Take it away |
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from Freedy Johnston - Can You Fly (1992)
Walking from the bus stop
Couldn't wait to get off I know I am the lucky one Walking through the twilight Cold Nevada twilight I know I am the lucky one On the wheels, on the tabletop On the handles with my shirt off On the floor, on my heels again I know I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one Standing on the corner If I could find a dollar I know I'd be the lucky one Standing in the last light Artificial daylight I know I am the lucky one On the wheels, on the tabletop On the handles with my shirt off On the floor, on my heels again I know I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one On the wheels, on the tabletop On the handles with my shirt off On the floor, on my heels again I know I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one Walking to the bus stop Couldn't wait to get on I know I am the lucky one |
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from Freedy Johnston - Can You Fly (1992)
I used to love the mortician's daughter
We drew our hearts on the dusty coffin lids I grieve tonight over this letter My tears dissolve an image from the careful link Her father stands in the open door, he's waitin' for her There's a storm blowin' across the lake, it's late summer On the broken step is a cardboard box full of wilted flowers She whispers in my burnin' ear, "it doesn't matter" I used to love the mortician's daughter We rolled in the warm grass by the boneyard fence Her skin so white the first leaf's fallen This long forgotten night I am there again Her father stands in the open door, he's waitin' for her There's a ribbon printed with last respects flowin' down the gutter And the rain comes in and she drops my hand she's turnin', laughin' And I used to love the mortician's daughter I used to love the mortician's daughter We drew our hearts on the dusty coffin lids There's a lonely dove out on the telephone wire I turn my head and she flies away |
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from Freedy Johnston - Can You Fly (1992)
Well I sold the dirt to feed the band
Falling right through my hands Yes I sold the map up to the sky Falling down always Trying to wake up in your head Trying to cry with the red light on Trying to tell you I don't know Well I sold the dirt and bought the road Let me tell you right where we're going Yes I sold the house where I Iearned to walk Falling down always Fifty bucks to use the van Trying to find your city Trying to get back my guitars Trying to tell you I don't know Well I sold the dirt for a song Bleeding on every note Yes I sold the map up to the sky Falling down always Trying to sing what I can't say Trying to throw my head away Trying to cry with the red light on Trying to tell you I don't know |
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