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Gregory Alan Isakov
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Saint Valentine
Well Grace she is gone she's a half written poem She went out for cigarettes and never came home And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail Spread out across the great divine
Well I just came to talk Saint Valentine I never pictured you living here With the rats and the vines Ain't that my own heart Hanging out on your line? Are you all fucked up? Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade While the girls in the glass they're just throwing me shades And I'm saving my coins up for Jingle and Jane
While she's out plucking strings in the pouring pouring 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
See I'm all crooked feet Saint Valentine I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she has left she's just skin and bones Well you hang up your hat But you can't call it home Well you've tried and you've tried But you can't call it home
You're the loneliest one Saint Valentine You're the loneliest one Saint Valentine Are you all fucked up? Saint Valentine Ahh....Ahhh.....
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