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Sage Francis - Bridle lyrics
Maze broken She’s runnin’ Feet swollen He’s commin’ She’s stolen And before he even knows it she’s gone. Tea cups sittin’ on the hollow tree stumps He’s dumped, and can’t seem to swallow these lumps The best goes on… Same fire New passion Old flame Trade it in for a summer fling There’s nothing like that sweet old song… Tip over Root the trees Bend the leaves Blend in with the open wound The freeze frames keep him warm… The day’s frost is scrapped off the weight loss The new sign that says keep off As he speeds off into the storm… Out of sight the lighting strikes him twice He’s peeking out on the pike and cheatin life Pealing out on the lawn Now he’s idling His time is dwindling In his mind he’s figuring out life’s about the little things And his labyrinth And all his magnificent can only keep the mike straps The princess is innocent She doesn’t belong… (I never thought I’d miss you) They had a ceremony where he put her in a bridle, the headstall… She stop to think for a minute, and in a split second went a wall. (I never thought I’d miss you) He draws in the chin as in a expression of resentment or scorn He’s pullin’ on the rains, the bridle, the shower the storm The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war… The rains, the bridle, the shower, the storm… The maze, high tower, clouds are at war… The rains, the bridle, the shower, the storm… The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war, clouds are at war, clouds are at war… (I never thought I’d miss you) – repeat 3x |
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