- 歌詞
- アルバムリスト
Hip Hatchet
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Small Bird Song
You always seem to strike me As a Helen of Troy Sending sons off to war Making men of boys
And grace ain't hard to fall from When you're sitting up so high It's the way in which you tumble The speed that you collide
Like a hammer with an anvil Like a lake beneath the rain With the lowest low you've ever known In the age that you've obtained
Babe I'm bound for angels Where the ten meets the five I followed odd numbers up north And the evens side to side
Being headed home Is a special kind of hell Where the fire that you burn in Is one you built yourself
You know I keep a temper もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Like the song of a small bird Begging for sweet summer To remember her
If home is where the heart is I guess it's just as well I must have left my home in Denver With a glowing girl
Talk to me of Texas and the time you spent there About that gypsy girl in a border town And the visions she saw clear
With your skin as soft as sawdust And a smile's crooked charm Baby, drinking helped to pass the time But this is moving on
On a westbound road towards Tuscon With the desert passing by The sky hung like a hammock Rocked me like a lullaby
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