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The Horrible Crowes
The Horrible Crowes
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Fallon
Brian Fallon
Songwriter
Ian Perkins
Ian Perkins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ted Hutt
Ted Hutt
Producer

Lyrics

I drive this car through the city every night There's a quiet I never heard before And lonely, my sister could not describe All the good things gone wrong And there was blood on my teeth From the long winter here Bones broke in half A stain on my shirt From a couple hours out with the boys And all good things come to an end And all memory has left my bones If I drove straight off this bridge Only God and my baby would know I'm sure she'd be laughing, conjuring spring With some fella who just said the right thing And there'd be blood on my teeth From the long winter here Bones broke in half A stain on my shirt From a couple hours out with the boys And all good things come to an end See all I can do is think about you And miss all your kisses like the spring But if I had a sign That one day you'd be mine again, oh no If I could hold you right then As the chill in this season sputtered and spit and died with... Blood on my teeth From just what they did here Snow tumbling down on the ground And me stumbling out of my heart Finding cherry blossoms on the hood of my car
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