Paroles August 28th de Chris Pureka

Textes et Paroles de August 28th

August 28th and the rain slid in, like a brooding lullabyThe barn behind the school burned down and the cat got the birdthe whole town watched a man jump from the fifth story roof,I think the whole world needs a shoeshine,I think we're all a living proof (so the story goes)Some days it's a present that you open,some days it's a box full of nailsSome times you think you spend your whole lifejust counting grains of sandWith some blood on your cuff and some dust in your eye and some train station love,We've been, we've been out there fighting the good fightWhere have you been,where have you been?Saddle up for the carneval ride, bring the celebration homeI've got a coffee cup full of whiskey, you've got a broken violinMarie knit a scarf for the dogwood tree that looked cold all winter long,and the old man smiled at the pigeon that stole his last piece of breadhallelujah we're all flying home on the backs of the leaving swansWe've got our hats tipped to CamelotWe've got a long long way to goyeah we've got a long long way to goSaddle up for the carneval ride, bring the celebration homeI've got a coffee cup full of whiskey, you've got a broken violinSaddle up for the carneval ride, bring the celebration homewe've been out there fighting the good fight,where have you beenlord, where have you been?

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