Trampled By Turtles - Widowers heart
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Gcant help it if i have a Dwidowers Gheart
Gi tried to get out of bed but i Dcant seem to Cstart
when Di hit the road it was Gfreezing and Cdark
i hGope that its Emwarmer wCherever you Gare
i said I was sorry and turned to explain
the room it was empty and bitter and drained
no songs from the angels no blood in my veins
could ever replace you and here i remain
Coh raGin C
Gcome wash me and Emkeep me and tCake me aGway
new york was a rough place that suited me well
you bragged of religion it put me through hell
maybe im better off maybe its hard to tell
and i left you asleeping through trumpets and bells
oh rain
come wash me and keep me and take me away
one moment of peace that would suit me so fine
its echos and glimpses of beautiful times
im sure its much harder on your end then mine
if you ever pass through here im not hard to find
oh rain
come wash me and keep me and take me away