letra de cigarette machine - fred eaglesmith
stumbling past your house baby
at the break of the day
i thought i saw your silhouette
dancing cross the shade
and i went down to the mission
i called and called your name
till an angel with a face like yours
came down and let me in
i thought i saw your reflection
in a cigarette machine
in a bottle in the gutter
in a window on the street
in a storefront in a picture
on an old broken tv
i swear it was you
staring back at me
i heard soldier’s voices
by the city gate
there were junkies lying on the ground
they made me look away
i spilled you on a mirror
i chopped you into lines
over some old kitchen sink
i swore i’d let you die
i thought i saw your reflection
in a cigarette machine
in a bottle in the gutter
in a window on the street
in a storefront in a picture
on an old broken tv
i swear it was you
staring back at me
old radios and broken mirrors
dog-eared things i read
worn out movie stars
in faded limousines
i battled through my own charades
of coffee cups and clowns
i can’t keep up with parades
i keep falling down
i thought i saw your reflection
in a cigarette machine
in a bottle in the gutter
in a window on the street
in a storefront in a picture
on an old broken tv
i swear it was you
staring back at me
in a storefront in a picture
on an old broken tv
i swear it was you
staring back at me
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