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• Artiste: Hawksley Workman
• Titre: Don't Be Crushed
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You're where all the poets go You're where all the ashes blow You're the kind of maker that makes the whole world come true My baby she's inside me now I made her a place to settle down It's close to my heart She likes the sound It's twenty minutes out of town Shoreline water breaking fast In New York city, low on cash Another week and you'll be back And you'll be saying home at last But don't act broken Even when you're broken It's just one of those things Thank god you're timeless 'Cause my watch got stolen It's the good stuff that you bring Don't be crushed This city will always bug you, baby I know for me it does the same It's pretty I suppose from inside a plane That's heading for another place So wave and blow me one more kiss You're a dead-eye baby You never miss There's not much else as sweet as this I waved so hard I broke my wrist But don't act broken Even when you're broken It's just one of those things Thank god you're timeless 'Cause my watch got stolen It's the good stuff that you bring don't be crushed