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Mother Mary
03:48
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I fuel the fire
I make it my own
shut all the lights off outside when you get cold
march one by one
call none of the shots
lighting a candle for those who don't get along
I'm so in love, feeling my heart on the floor
and its down in my knees and into my feet
Mother Mary
I owe you a life for all of the ones that I've wasted
it breaks my soul to tell you the news and I'm leaving
to find my baby girl
Mother Mary
I owe you a life because now her heart is breakin'
I'm a broken man getting down on his knees for his lady
she is my god, she's more than love
And I'll keep you safe, even when you don't come home
and you'll read me a Psalm, tell me that we will never get along
Mother Mary
I'm begging you please won't you free me from all of this heartache
my body is sore and my limbs are all shook I am restless
to get back to bed
Mother Mary
I gave up tonight and I don't know how else I can say it
I owe you a life because now her heart is breaking
she is my god, she's more than love
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2. |
She Is Home
04:48
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He picks up the world and wraps it around his shoulder
has no fear his heart is made of stone
throws a five dollar bill right upside his waitress
lands in a pool of blood next to her soul
Please don’t come I’m overcompensating for what went wrong
she’s alive and I know that she is home
Knock before you enter, you may not like what you will see
and we’ll mop up all the blood spilled on the floor
I am a man mistaken for what he’s given
grieving for the angel he used to know
she haunts him with every second of his memory
mosey on down where the wild roses grow
She ain’t givin’ into love
Jesus Christ or anyone
She ain’t givin’ into me
even though I love her so
Please don’t come I’m overcompensating for what went wrong
she’s alive and I know that she is home
Knock before you enter, you may not like what you will see
and we’ll mop up all the blood spilled on the floor
Please don’t come I’m overcompensating for what went wrong
she’s alive and I know that she is home
Knock before you enter, you may not like what you will see
and we’ll mop up all the blood spilled on the floor
and we’ll mop up all of baby’s blood on the floor
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Heaven
02:16
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Oh my lord I think I'm going crazy
it might be all the medicine that you gave me
runnin' around with all these little circles in my spine
even though she drives me crazy I want her all the time
She is my sun
She is my Heaven
She's my Winter Baby
I would do anything to get her back to me
What is it about her, oh there are so many things
I would come running so fast at any chance that I can
I am just scared to find her in the arms of another man
She is my sun
She is my Heaven
She's my Winter Baby
Everyday I get up, and I try to write the book
telephone's a ringin' man, don't want to take a look
I gave her up forever oh I told myself that night
now I don't want to give her another second of my time
She is my sun
She is my Heaven
She's my Winter Baby
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Life ain’t gettin’ better don’t you know
moving fast or moving way too slow
church bells muffled, ringing in the snow
kiss my lover once before I go
Running faster in spare time
always tell her that she’s mine
and I’m her man
Standing outside loving in the rain
singing summer blues once again
mother mary calling out of pain
falling to my knees out of shame
Running faster in spare time
always tell her that she’s mine
and I’m her man
Everybody wants to get down
Havin’ nowhere to go
getting chills when she comes around
turning seconds into days
baby I don’t want this anymore
Life ain’t gettin’ better don’t you know
moving fast or moving way too slow
church bells muffled, ringing in the snow
kiss my lover once before I go
Running faster in spare time
always tell her that she’s mine
and I’m her man
Havin’ nowhere to go
getting chills when she comes around
turning seconds into days
baby I don’t want this anymore
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Shadows bursting overhead, the saints are filled with love
and I’m here knocking on floorboards
We’re screaming at the moon, just to show us all the shadow of a girl
her hands are like a melting pot of altars thrown headfirst at the world
We’ll fill her up with sorrow and throw her in a world that don’t exist
the seas have turned to fire covered in a bloody mist
of all these little things, she seems to love
I’m sitting by her side, with my crucifix in hand
tells me that she never wants another one, any kind of man
and I get up for a dance, and she walks away
mouthing all the words, but I try to drown it out
with imitating girls who feel like they’ve created every single world
I’m raking in her love from miles away
I’m a birthplace sinner
I never need her anymore
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Sam Sjostedt & The Runaway Boys Worcester, Massachusetts
Sam Sjostedt - Guitar, Piano, Vocals
Eli Contis - Guitar
Beck Sjostedt - Bass
Liam Sullivan - Organ, Mandolin
Max McGrath - Drums, Percussion
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