Album: American Slang (2010)
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  • Goodbye circus wheel
    May you rest along the sea
    I have given you the fire of my youth
    And the triumph o're my enemies
    Goodbye fair weather home, and your faithless factories
    I have given you the blood and the truth
    From the wounds they laid onto me
    And whatever they left, well, I kept it for my own heart

    And the lonesome all understand
    With the choirs in my head
    And we were orphans before
    We were ever the sons of regret
    My baby
    And on and on and on
    The alphabet boys carry on
    We were orphans before
    We were ever the sons of these songs

    And now my lights, they never go down
    They waltz the moon and stars for me now
    So you can find some local libertine
    To take your daughters out on the town
    And I can feel it in my aging bones
    How the sound of the rain mixes up
    Into the fountains where I drank my hero's blood
    So I left you to find my very own hat full of rain

    And the lonesome all understand
    With the choirs in my head
    And we were orphans before
    We were ever the sons of regret
    My baby
    And on and on and on
    The alphabet boys carry on
    We were orphans before
    We were ever the sons of these songs

    Now I'm trying to keep it straight
    Learning all the streets and the alleyways
    And learning where they lead
    Now that I'm left alone here to drive
    But it's so hard to stand on your own
    Against mirror of glass, hard and cold
    But the clothes I wore
    Just don't fit my soul anymore
    No the clothes I wore
    Just don't fit my soul anymore

    And the lonesome all understand
    With the choirs in my head
    And we were orphans before
    We were ever the sons of regret
    My baby
    And on and on and on
    The alphabet boys carry on
    We were orphans before
    We were ever the sons of these songs

    When we were young
    We were diamond Sinatras
    Like something I saw in a dream
    We kept our secrets in rooms
    Locked up tight like a tomb
    Where the ballerinas lay Writer/s: BRIAN FALLON
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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