Face me now my lover hand
Light switch high
I flip the light
Won't you burn some joy I threw
Upon a street and drove right through
Praises on the line to battle sorrow
Down the way to live
Can't wake up sorrow
Who's that crying on the road now
Who's that ghost singing our songs
Weakest hand fell from my grip
The shapeless ways your face can move
And I feel like I could fill this room
Broken records and dead balloons
And it's happy birthday
Say so long to sorrow
Beggar's shoes can't find a way for sorrow
Who's that burning on the sun
All the trash that filled our rooms
Fade as light from angled roofs
The lunatics are aching too
Cold dust smell
The dusk is down
Thin our love as a promise is
Fire hydrant blast a shell of sorrow
Rescue missions dig up the bones of sorrow
Who's that crying in the shadow
Who's that ghost singing our songs
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NOTES:
So far, was only available on beck.com in 2005
APPEARS ON:
beck.com
Unreleased Material
DATE RECORDED:
2005
LENGTH:
3:44
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals
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