She keeps the stars from heading home
Just like a running grave
And at night when I'm alone
I wonder where I'm supposed to be
'Cause if the worlds a clock
Then she's the lock
That keeps it still every time she talks
She sees the space beneath…
She keeps the stars from heading home
Just like a running grave
And at night when I'm alone
I wonder where I'm supposed to be
'Cause if the worlds a clock
Then she's the lock
That keeps it still every time she talks
She sees the space beneath…
She keeps the stars from heading home
Just like a running grave
And at night when I'm alone
I wonder where I'm supposed to be
'Cause if the worlds a clock
Then she's the lock
That keeps it still every time she talks
She sees the space beneath…
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This is great songwriting! I am going to listen to your other stuff now!
very nice. liked the lyrics on east of nashville.
Thanks for the words! Sure would dig it if you'd post them for all your tunes.... help out these old rock n roll ears!
nice man, i like it
Please post the lyrics.
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