We could burn all our accolades
And leave our grudges with the state
Snowglobe Lyrics – Gr8 Dogs
Snowglobe Lyrics by Gr8 Dogs
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We could burn all our accolades
And leave our grudges with the state
Waking up to a blinding sun
Whose turn to pull the shade
There’s an orange blob at the end of the bed
And in its head is an image of an open door
Seventeen looked bad on me
Wasn’t with Sharon or her downtown queens
Pluck the apple
Right from my eye
Okay
He’ll be coming home, I mean back, I only saw him a minute before the hearing. He seemed so hopeful, I didn’t want to say anything
We’re headed north on the Route 1 bypass
In a black sedan built like a ghost ship
Pooling in the room
Is everything you didn’t say
It was the schooner Hesperus
That sailed the wintry sea;