Artist: Butcher Boy
Album: Profit In Your Poetry
Ear to ear and page to page you smile with such good grace. You softly, sullenly, face then follow me through every season and back again. Through the wilderness between our houses from morning to Morningside. A forfeit for a Valentine is only right.
Home again, the lights are blazing, but keep your powder dry. And softly, solemnly, face then follow me, with every dash of cinnamon I think of you. From sky to sand, to sea, to Meadowlands, to Halloween, to happier times. When you had history on your side and I had only hate on mine.
But I was alive. I was alive. I was alive.
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|1||Profit In Your Poetry|
|2||There Is No-One Who Can Tell You Where You've Been|
|3||Trouble And Desire|
|4||Keep Your Powder Dry|
|5||I Know Who You Could Be|
|6||Girls Make Me Sick|
|7||Day Like These Will Be The Death Of Me|
|8||I Lost Myself|
|10||I Could Be In Love With Anyone|
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|Butcher Boy - Profit In Your Poetry Album Lyrics|
|1.||Profit In Your Poetry|
|2.||There Is No-One Who Can Tell You Where You've Been|
|3.||Trouble And Desire|
|4.||Keep Your Powder Dry|
|5.||I Know Who You Could Be|
|6.||Girls Make Me Sick|
|7.||Day Like These Will Be The Death Of Me|
|8.||I Lost Myself|
|10.||I Could Be In Love With Anyone|
|1||Every Other Saturday|
|2||Your Cousins And I|
|4||Whistle And I'll Come To You|
|5||I Am The Butcher|
|8||Empire Of The Sun|
|9||Empire Of The Sun|
|10||The Black Ghosts|
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