Whiskeytown

Whiskeytown - Things I Heard (a.k.a. Streets With Sirens) lyrics

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Heart's a field of beautiful flowers
Mine's a street with sirens
Sleep a lull (?) drifted feathers
Lay with weighted (?)
I recognize the whispers though I can't tell the words
Learn to lose the darkness
With things I heard

Even I once knew I should run
Learned when I was young
Heart's a boat that sails on your ocean's memory
Mine is still on empty
I recognize the whispers
Though I can't tell the words
Learn to lose the darkness
With things I heard
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Language: English

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