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歌詞

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ミュージックビデオ

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Timothy Buckley
Timothy Buckley
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Buckley
Timothy Buckley
Composer
Robert Gardner Timothy Buckley;John Robert Wort Hannam
Robert Gardner Timothy Buckley;John Robert Wort Hannam
Composer
Robert Gardner
Robert Gardner
Lyrics
John Robert
John Robert
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Kynoch
Jeff Kynoch
Producer

歌詞

He had a mouth just like a sailor
And a poet all the same
He could talk his way out of anything
Then start the whole damn fight again
He would show me the good book
Then contradict each verse
With his Friday night behaviour
On a Sunday after church
And it all comes clear
When the smoke disappears
Sometimes things in the mirror
Are closer than they appear
He could hold a room in stitches
Wrap ‘em round his finger one by one
When his light would shine upon you
It felt brighter than the sun
He would come and go just like the wind
Said he did the best he could
When I’d tell him that he let me down
He said that I misunderstood
And it all comes clear
When the smoke disappears
Sometimes things in the mirror
Are closer than they appear
And I’m always finding trouble
I’m always running wild
My mother did her best
But I am my father’s child
And it all comes clear
When the smoke disappears
Sometimes things in the mirror
Are closer than they appear
Closer than they appear
Written by: John Robert, Robert Gardner, Robert Gardner Timothy Buckley;John Robert Wort Hannam, Timothy Buckley

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