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Artist/Band:
The Cruel Sea
Lyrics for Song: Black Stick
Lyrics for Album: The Honeymoon Is Over [1993]
My heart is a muscle and it pumps blood
Like a big old black steam train
My veins are the tracks
And the city is my brain
My stomach is the ocean and it swallows up the sun
At the end of a summer's day
My breath's like a breeze
It blows all those storm clouds
Away
My head is the city and it houses all the thoughts
And secrets that I have
And the mayor of the city thinks the citizens ain't half bad
My arms could be weapons or instruments of love
My legs are skyscrapers, they tower
Above you
My heart is a muscle and it pumps blood
Like a big old black steam train
My veins are the tracks
And the city is my brain
My stomach is the ocean and it swallows up the sun
At the end of a summer's day
My breath's like a breeze
It blows all those storm clouds
Away
I could be your whole world
I could be your whole world
I could be your whole world
I could be your whole world
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| Album Lyrics: The Honeymoon Is Over [1993] |
The Cruel Sea
"The Honeymoon Is Over [1993]"
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