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• Artiste: Bryan John Appleby
• Titre: Honey Jars
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I pick up a broken comb Run it through my thin gray hair Though I don't have any plans tonight I'm not going anywhere Well I should have seen this coming Don't know why I'm surprised 'Cause every vessel on its way down Takes with it the captains life Though I'm blind, my dear, I see The parade goes on without me My body aches, my mind it weeps For you, for you Tonight I'm locked outside my building Guess I must have lost the key So I'll just sit here on the sidewalk Let the snow fall on my knees And if I make it to a pay phone I don't know who i would call So for now I'll close my eyes and rest My crooked back against the wall I read that old men will see visions And young men will follow dreams And I believed it when I read it I see you face in everything And now your honey jars are frozen And in the window, your books have browned And there's too much room inside our bed I think I'll join you in the ground Though I'm blind my dear I see Let the chorus sing without me My body breaks, my mind it sleeps With you, oh oh oh