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Crowe J D

crying Why? I don't know Round here we always stand up straight Round here something radiates Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand She said she'd

A long December and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember the last thing that she says "You were leaving

She comes to me at night when I'm sleeping She comes to me when I'm alone She comes to me, she holds my hand when I'm crying She comes to me, she shuts

hear a freight train, baby if I listen real hard And I wish, I wish it was a small world Because I'm lonely for the big towns I'd like to hear a little

When I think of Heaven, deliver me in a black-winged bird I think of flying down in your sea of pens and feathers And all other instruments of faith and

I gotta rush away, she said I've been to Boston before Anyway, this change I've been feeling Doesn't make the rain fall No big differences these days

She is trapped inside a month of gray And they take a little every day She is a victim of her own responses Shackled to a heart that wants to settle and

dream, dream, dream Well, I dreamt I saw you walking Up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky As you stood there counting crows

I passed on the painted veil Somerset, some Other time and love Weighed without intention And that caught her eye If she knew what I was thinking of