A room with a window facing west
Towards the sea
You, with your hands across your chest
Facing me
Sing me a song, your voice is like silver and
I don’t think that I can do this anymore
I’ll take the high road that he walked
Once before
You sit and watch me as I come
Through the door
Sing me a song, your voice is like silver and
I don’t think that I can do this anymore
Sing me a song, your voice is like silver and
I don’t think that I can do this anymore
Show me the path down to the shoreline ‘cause
I don’t know if I can do this anymore
A room with a window facing west.
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| The Staves - Dead & Born & Grown Album Lyrics | |
|---|---|
| 1. | Wisely & Slow |
| 2. | Gone Tomorrow |
| 3. | The Motherlode |
| 4. | Pay Us No Mind |
| 5. | Facing West |
| 6. | In the Long Run |
| 7. | Dead & Born & Grown |
| 8. | Winter Trees |
| 9. | Tongue Behind My Teeth |
| 10. | Snow |
| 11. | Eagle Song |
| 12. | Mexico |
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| 1 | Mexico |
| 2 | Eagle Song |
| 3 | Snow |
| 4 | Tongue Behind My Teeth |
| 5 | Winter Trees |
| 6 | Dead & Born & Grown |
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