Chris Knight - Hard Edges | Текст песни

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Lisa used to love to dance, ever since she was ten years old
her bare feet raisin dust on a yard where the grass wouldn't grow
slowy spinnin round and round, to the music playin in her head
late at night it could almost drown out the whiskey on her old man's breath
thte wreckin' yards and dingy bars and abandoned factories
but down among the jagged souls a ballerina sways unseen

hard edges hide a tender heart
silent as a midnight prayer
hard edges hide the sweetest part
till you'd never know its there

Lisa's in a club downtown where the neon burns till dawn
she calls herself tina now but she dances to the same old songs
slowly spinnin round and round in the smoke and the smell of rye
she takes off all her clothes so they dont look in her eyes
the scarlet rouge and blue tattoos are only painted on
but underneath the dark drumbeat a ballerina dances on

hard edges hide a tender heart
silent as a midnight prayer
hard edges hide the sweetest part
till you never know its there.

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