Album by Patti Smith
Number of Lyrics in Album : 8
By Patti Smith, Mother, as I write, the sun dissolves Blood life streaming, 'cross
By Patti Smith, This dead city Longs to be This dead city Longs to be free Seven
By Patti Smith, In the straw colored light In light rapidly changing On a life
By Patti Smith, In a mansion high the young man stood Ready to join
By Patti Smith, The fans were whirlin' Like the blades of a 'copter Liftin' into
By Patti Smith, Holy holy holy holy holy Holy holy holy holy holy Holy holy
By Patti Smith, If you believe All your hope is gone Down the drain Of your
By Patti Smith, Hello friend, I've come a callin' Passively stationed, active patrol Slidin' in