Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lisa De Angelis
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lisa De Angelis
Producer
Paul Bain
Producer
William Bowden
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
My sister's blue suitcase
that belonged to my mother
My women all dressed from it
passed one to another
Down the shaft of my heart
the wind blows so cold
with the sins of my father
I feel I'm growing old
'Cause I'm not like you
yeah I'm always looking
for somewhere to rest my head
and all of my hurt
All of my hurt
We all marry our darkness
in the graveyard or church
In that hand-me-down dress
let in
let out
lips pressed to the earth
Oh so I'm going diggin'
I'll find me a veil
In my sister's blue suitcase
Dirt under my nails
'Cause I'm not like you
Yeah I'm always looking
For somewhere to rest my head
and all of my hurt
All of my hurt
Sometimes it's
heavy
sometimes it's light
sometimes it's the stars
I saw
in my
grandmother's eyes
But I've been a wise woman
and I've been a child
Been draggin' this suitcase
along
behind me
All of my life
I'm not like you
I'm always looking
for somewhere to rest
my
head
and all of my hurt
Yeah I'm not like you
'Cause I'm always starving
for love or for closure
and I
I
I been hungry for years
I been hungry for years
My sister's blue suitcase
that belonged to my mother
My women all dressed from it
Passed one to another
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