Between The Wars Lyrics by Allman Brown
Between the wars we dance
Between the wars we left
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Between the wars we dance
Between the wars we left
No voice on the [?]
No clothes on your chair
There’s a blood-red sky
Over my head tonight
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Something delicate
Like a pearl made smooth by the sea
Everyone knows all about my direction
And in my heart somewhere I wanna go there
Took a bus to New York, in ’67
Left a child behind me, with a loving family