Steve Smyth - Barbiturate Cowboy and His Dark Horses | Текст песни

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The heads of lots of cold end streets (?)
The reservoir the statues on the square
All the pennies in the wishing well
All the footsteps I keep ahead

The sullen (sodden?) trees are gone believe
The desert winds blow through hollow pass
All the pennies in the wishing well
All the pennies in the wishing well

Hands to the roof
Blisters from the rain
Tie yourself over make it through another day
Hold out your hands its pistols at dawn

Barbiturate cowboy and his dark horses

I can’t forget I cannot sleep
The flicking slides keep on click clickin’
The strange a little less funny
As they plead pistols at dawn

Dance on the roof
??? is ought but an echo (?)
As I get down to hear the footsteps of my enemy
I used to know fear but things have changed

Barbiturate cowboy and his dark horses

There’s another thing, however
That isn’t right alone (?)
Why you never come

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