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The List
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The List was released on August 25, 2017 by Cooking Vinyl as a part of the album Harpo's Ghost
August 25, 2017
LabelCooking Vinyl
LanguageEnglish
BPM100
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

He was a clubland caller, he was younger than he felt
Settled like a moth down in the East End neon belt
Well, he used to be a believer until the city got its grip
Now if there's any holiness left, well, he can't remember it
He can't remember it
She was a high-rise butterfly, crashed in '92
To some veiled little suburb that they bulldozed through
Where the little fat angels got the harvest like they should
Oh, it's downtown now, but it used to be the woods
It used to be the woods
And oh, it's a lonely little town
And oh, it's a lonely little tune
And if my name is on that list, I guess I'll see you soon
First he heard her voice, and then he saw her face
She shone just like a crucifix, an instrument of grace
And they got on like children, they got a hotel room
They got a new religion, a needle and a spoon
A needle and a spoon
And they gave thanks to the heavens, but the devil held their hand
And they walked that great divide between disciples and partisans
And the ground and the Bible, they were never quite enough
But the life that grew inside her, well, that felt a bit like love
Felt a bit like love
And oh, it's a lonely little town
And oh, it's a lonely little tune
And if my name is on that list, I guess I'll see you soon
If my name is on that list, I guess I'll see you soon
And the seasons are a metronome, the rhythm and the wild
The winter took his heart away, the spring, it took her child
And the honeyed breath of summer is sweet and overgrown
But it's always autumn, sings it's not
Too late to find your way back home
To find your way back home
And the bell sometimes reminds them of the singing in the wind
The striking of a match, the smell of paraffin
Oh, and some folks are drawn to the flames and some just wanna hide
But the lonely are the prettiest of all, they burn from the inside
They burn from the inside
Yeah, the lonely are the prettiest of all, they burn from the inside
Written by: Thea Gilmore
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