Lyrics

Hello old friend Are you back again? I can hear your rings on the pavement Nice to see you Keep up appearances But must you bang so hard on my basement? All your plants are dead Balance in the red But you always paid your way Better not to say how After Collingwood Saw you as you were Shot for Hollywood Draped in dirty fur This town was not big enough for the one of you Doors were too narrow and the chill wind blew Felt it in you bones Rolled away the stone You rose again in the northern autumn But when you lay me down sweet and slow My heart won't fight it Stone cold Flying like a hawk Skyward In the city of dreamers There were so many like you Snowflakes melting in the perma-sun Bands on the run It was warm at night But cold inside you Though it never rained Sometimes hurricaned With you in the eye of them They'd always spare your hair But When you lay me down sweet and slow My heart won't fight it Stone cold Flying like a hawk Skyward They called you the cool change Cause when you darkened the doorway Someone's life was about to get clouded But not me though I was the one Who thought the sun shined from your Eyes When you smiled You were the chosen boy And you chose to ride the wind But When you lay me down sweet and slow My heart won't fight it Stone cold Flying like a hawk Skyward
Writer(s): Joseph K. White, Francis Keaney, Thomas Russo, Marcel Tussie, Joseph Clement Russo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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