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Mcrae Tom The Alphabet Of Hurricanes

Stood here At the edge of the world, dear Three wishes for you As the tide turns Salt water Meets with the skies, dear Meets with your eyes my dear

The snakeskin bracelet on your wrist always came undone And it?s strange the little things the mind remembers When the big things in love have gone

Wake up, love Think I?ve lost control The shadows are on the march I can?t fight them all ?Cause they come out of the walls They come out of the walls

When I walk through the bone yard with you I think I?m walking hand in hand with my own ghost. I?ve been many things, played a fool to catch a king And

I feed on fire and confusion Of this crime I?ll rid my soul Gonna slide on down to the river Gonna tell her all So I told my troubles to the river And

I?ve calculated the distance From my steady hand to your heart And I honed the blade on my anger Now I stand behind you in the dark You?re breathing