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letra de my love's like a wood thrush - charlie yama

[verse 1]
all along the piedmont, the country forgets til morn
lost lovers sighing in the slow glow of dawn
darkness waits by the broke down corner store
poplar trees swinging heads to a morning yawn
this time tomorrow, she’ll be in baltimore
the sun on her back
my true love’s riding up north

getting bright as any day, the asphalt’s swelling hot
billboards, power lines, they stand like temples
church bells catch the wind like the steeple’s ringing clock
but from where i am, the metal sounds they tremble
i’m thinking of tomorrow, hoping that time would stop
hold thеse precious hours
my darling true, thе morning’s breaking up
time keeps me in a bind, bound up in a cell of sorrow
bible verses written across the prison walls
minutes mark my breath as they fog the starlight window
a moonlight colonnade falls into my palm
i’m hoping for tomorrow, before the day turns hollow
for a moment reach my hand
thinking my love lies beside me ever so

[bridge]
rising through the smoke, my eyes their loaded heavy
down on my knees, i ain’t crying for religion
every bond i tie is a bond tied falsely steady
yellow summer haze, wood thrush singing past my vision
if i don’t make it past the rain
tell her not to miss that 2:19 train

[verse 2]
the way that river turns, don’t it break the way we grew?
seasons change, lampposts line the street
sideways past the wall, i see the skyline you once drew
on the other side, our days grow fainter by the week
for one more day, dear love, i would cross the world for you
but we ain’t now what we were
it’s a shame our change ain’t made to turn

- charlie yama

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