quarta-feira, dezembro 17, 2008

Ryan Adams & The Cardinals - Crossed out name

Orange sky, don’t go
Manhattan looks like someplace else
Cloudy with a low fog shell
Into the crowded streets I go
Eventually they lead me back home
Where we used to liveI live alone
And into bed I go

I wish I could tell you just how I felt
I don’t pray; I shower and say goodnight to myself
When I close my eyes
I feel like a page
With a crossed-out name
With a crossed-out name

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