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Uploaded on Dec 5, 2011
Lyrics: The air it hangs so heavy now The skys grown cold and grey And I will rest here for awhile Though energy remains Hang my hat on brighter times To keep the ghosts at bey But I, I will not stay
The streets have grown so quiet now Be that as it may Just empty swings and feral things Where children used to play And I will rest here for a time To keep the hounds at bey But I, I will not stay
So button up your winter coat If you'll be out here long Tomorrow Ill be far away Ill leave town and be gone So reach into your pocket love And see what you might find Old receipts from chic boutiques Souvenirs from better times Coins and stains and candy canes My curse my verse my lies But I will be hard to find
Yea I will be hard to find I will be hard to find I will be hard to find Yea I will be hard to find