there was a girl
there was a shoreline
was an american dream
hear
a thousand houses where i don't belong
but the warm lights
it's the way you always did those little things
that set
that time i mentioned i was moving
and you said you'd
i only play this bar 'cause i know you'll be
she was going down, i was ashin' on her back
(love
in a town where you can sum up every girl
every other sunday at the skateland south
i always end up
something's dead and spilled on my childhood street
just out past
she's got a hornet's nest inside her chest
and a swarming
where o' where is that troublesome girl
the sun is busted
wayward and down, Lord, wayward and down
i can't help falling
my name is Miguel Simone
a man who walked it alone
at
Sittin' at a red light in Tupelo
I fell in love
I was secretly enamoured
You were obviously hammered
I drove you home
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