Lyrics

I hear your laugh in my laughter An old photograph that I've never seen Where each set of eyes finds a different camera Shining like the sun on the rain I follow the wires to the horizon There's zero chance that I'm gonna cry I think that fame is a misunderstanding How hard is it for a desert to die?
Writer(s): Jeffrey Scot Tweedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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