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Little Green Cars

Witching Hour

 

Witching Hour


My eyes were tinted blue,
When I thought I knew
This was not just a night
It would never get bright again
So I'll tip-toe around you my friend

And the wind was crisp and clear
And I thought I could hear
In the voice of the season
It gave me no reason to go
When it blew off the roof of my home

And I thought that I was getting old
So I dug a big hole and built a cross
And I thought that I could bury my shame,
Throw in my name with it all

Step back
Try to recall
What happened to it all?
Was it always like this?
Did I hold out my fist for your fight?
Did I kneel down and close my eyes?

And I thought that I was getting old
So I dug a big hole and built a cross
And I thought that I could bury my shame,
Throw in my name with it all.

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