Today I packed a bag No, but you don't know it yet Guess, it's your turn to get a taste Of just how quiet this place can get That clock up on the wall
Maybe I got it all mixed up Or maybe it's just my luck But you never know what you want from me And I've been sitting here all damn day Just drinking
You've heard a thousand breakup songs Well, here's a thousand and one Yeah, you put me to the test With all your BS but I'm done I can't say I'm real
My phone rings and my machine picks up How many times is that today? That you've called me just to say hello And I say I'm doing okay I missed you, now
Well I dreamt you were a train That I could not catch I threw off my heels And ran barefoot down the tracks I reached for the last car But you were movin
Here I sit Tears fallin' like they'll never quit There you stand All your pride in a suitcase in your hand And it all feels so wrong 'Cause you knew
I bet your mailbox is empty Just bills and a magazine And I know that it's been ages Since you've heard from me I've been out here on this highway Running
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on your head But you're just picking your knickers from your arse Like you're playing a one stringed harp Like you're playing a one stringed harp, yeah
Goliath and it filled him full of joy So won't you play on your harp little David Play on your harp Play on your harp Hallelujah Play on your harp
penetrates your mind I would like to rape your soul When you're unconcious and blind Do you feel the fear When my blood crawls through your veins Sickening harp
The harp that once : to oombayga and family The harp that once through tara's halls The soul of music shed Now hangs as mute on tara's walls As if that
Do you want to run away together. I would say it was your best night ever, Too bad I fell for it. And I walked alone Waiting for you to come along Take
to the day when I'll reach glory land I'll have a harp with golden strings to play with the Angel band I'm gonna trade my old guitar for a harp with
man. I am poetry in its purest form. Open your heart. Release your soul Let me show you wonders you could only imagine. Let me show you Amour of the harp
can have the whole deal back Now let me tell you something Let's get this straight from the start Don't call me Harp Don't call me Harp You said, "
Dear Harp of my Country! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long; When proudly, my own Island Harp! I unbound thee
my voice was a harp! hoping to be plucked. in you walked, said "hello". your fingers cut my strings. tried to say, you were sorry but i knew you liked