Lyrics:
While we echo what they have
Undivided Love
Rainbow socks & floral sheets
Drops of rain tapping the window
Tumblr lights up on the walls
Stay up while
lost in your eyes
The cold outside the window breathes a sigh
We can listen for the blue notes
In the songs of our dreams
Or we can dance to the memories
signs flyin' by
The countryside just shrugs and sighs
And looks the other way
Rollin' through the hills of West Virginia
Strollin' down the road in
In a room where shadows lingered long,
My heart beat to a mournful song.
Raindrops traced my window's sigh,
Echoes of a storm gone by.
Soft whispers
falling, washing away sorrow
In my dreams, I find the days of yore
Though time silently passes by
Tonight's rain remains a cherished sigh
Tonight's rain,
On how they started thinking wishfully
Guided by fear I'm suddenly aware
Please, is anybody out there?
It was a gentle fission kiss on my block
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
the shadows passing by
Seems we are a thousand miles away from last night
As you sigh in my ear, kiss the rain goodbye
Come with me for a little ride, see
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type that
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
Stay alive, weep wail chant, cry, let out a sigh
Energized, give out my last dime, life shouldn't pass me by.
Rise, to the occasion.
Keep these
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
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No time to sigh
All them pretty women
Planted in a row
You see them in the newspapers
But you can't have 'em, no!
No no no no no no no no!
a little church
Its little windows shining bright
Around the back a graveyard
With some ageing wooden benches
Empty beer cans litter graves
Of those who died
Coffee's getting colder on the table
Wind blows hard against the windows
Feel like a prisoner in your own castle
Trapped between the frames of an old
Cross the bridge over the river, there's treasure hidden there
Though shabby shop-fronts line the highway, empty, broken
Ghosts that sigh for glories
Coat closets filled with secrets
The ones we want to hide
Still paintings move with changing
Of demons brought to life
I peer through tainted windows
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