Lyrics of Jolly street

Jeff Buckley

pochette album Jolly street
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Slow birds
No breeze
Iron hearts
Rust in streams

Long march
Small crimes
Soft words
Whisper
It's time to come home - your eyes

To bring back - your charms
To sit real still
In my arms

Vclocks tick
Trees pound
Lions roar
On empty streets

Long lists
In black and white
(s h h) red words
That read like the fourth of july
You're home
Uhuh, you're home, in my arms

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