Testo Pretty Photograph - The Revivalists
Testo della canzone Pretty Photograph (The Revivalists), tratta dall'album City of Sound
We broke out the hound
Tracked him down, tracked him down, tracked him down
And locked him up pound for pound
Eye for an eye, I've come to know
In the city, the city of sound
But time this is how long you'll sing
When you're not with the one in your dreams
She sends her love for me to see
A printed photograph to my telephone screen
Well, I really don't know what time will tell
I never grew up, I never been in jail
Seen the inside of a cinder block cell
With eyes rolled back and head all wet
It's been a long time coming, I'm proud to say
I know what it takes to greet a sunny day
You keep on pushing those clouds away
But you're knocking on wood every goddamn day
Every day
'Cause time this is how long you'll sing
When you're not with the one in your dreams
She sends her love for me to see
A printed photograph to my telephone screen
Yeah, I really don't know what time will tell
I never grew up, I never been in jail
Seen the inside of a cinder block cell
With eyes rolled back and head all wet
It's been a long time coming, I'm proud to say
I know what it takes to greet a sunny day
You keep on pushing those clouds away
But you're knocking on wood every goddamn day
Every day
Every goddamn day
Every goddamn day
Time this is
Time this is
Time this is
Credits
Writer(s): Ed Williams, David William Shaw, Andrew Stephen Campanelli, Robert Ingraham, George M. Gekas, Zachary Feinberg
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