Wasn't it a good year Wasn't filled with talking It still moves through my heart From time to time City after city Granite gray as morning Heroes died in subways left behind far behind like our love You're on your own again And you're your best again That's what you tell yourself I see it all the way as far as anyone can see Except when it began I was so happy I didn't feel like me
[00:06.27]Wasn't it a good year [00:11.67]Wasn't filled with talking [00:16.77]It still moves through my heart [00:21.06]From time to time [00:26.46]City after city [00:31.41]Granite gray as morning [00:37.35]Heroes died in subways left behind [00:44.46]far behind like our love [00:55.11]You're on your own again [00:59.37]And you're your best again [01:03.12]That's what you tell yourself [01:09.48]I see it all the way as far as anyone can see [01:22.50]Except when it began I was so happy I didn't feel like me
Wasn't it a good year Wasn't filled with talking It still moves through my heart From time to time City after city Granite gray as morning Heroes died in subways left behind far behind like our love You're on your own again And you're your best again That's what you tell yourself I see it all the way as far as anyone can see Except when it began I was so happy I didn't feel like me
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Wasn't it a good year Wasn't filled with talking It still moves through my heart From time to time City after city Granite gray as morning Heroes die...
She stands all alone You can hear her hum softly From her fire escape in the sky She fills the bags 'neath her eyes With the moonbeams And cries 'caus...
We're swallowed in the stomached rue The only sound to tear the night Comes from the man upstairs His bloated belching figure stomps He may crash thro...