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letra de burnover - greg freeman

[verse 1]
in the blue frozen morning
of the valentine’s day parade
twenty striking firemen went walking
out on the engine 85 brigade
and after three weeks with no contract
that’s three weeks with no pay
i saw smoke out on the horizon
but heard no sirens gone that way

[verse 2]
and in the outskirt wooden buildings
the wind only fed the flames
three people died by the evening
and people looked for someone to blame
just sitting in that station bar room
we watched the news of that event
from what i tasted of bitterness
three dollars is rarely better spent

[verse 3]
and in the burned-over district
i guess some things were warm
for some, it’s something to remember
for most, you don’t say nothing
and in the psychic silo highways
or the glacial lakes across your brain
a dusty brass door knocker echoes
when you hear your lover’s name
and there’s still a few lonesome places
with no patron saints assigned
but there’s ethan allen for the bedroom
and joseph smith for your mind
and when that final deal went down
the whole town walked out onto the ice
and for the first time in that season
you coulda walked clear to the other side
and for the first time in that season
you coulda walked clear to the other side

- greg freeman

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