The Hour Grows Late
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β±οΈ 3:06 duration
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π Lyrics
As he fired up the drum machine
He stole a glance at the empty seats
He took a minute to retune his guitar
As the hour grew late
I wanna send this out to Richie Vey
In his thrift-store corner of the world
His soul is my cheap laugh
As the hour grows late
He stole a glance at the empty seats
He took a minute to retune his guitar
As the hour grew late
I wanna send this out to Richie Vey
In his thrift-store corner of the world
His soul is my cheap laugh
As the hour grows late
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:22.69] As he fired up the drum machine
[00:33.17] He stole a glance at the empty seats
[00:41.95] He took a minute to retune his guitar
[00:56.14] As the hour grew late
[01:05.31] I wanna send this out to Richie Vey
[01:15.96] In his thrift-store corner of the world
[01:26.60] His soul is my cheap laugh
[01:39.18] As the hour grows late
[01:43.06]
[00:33.17] He stole a glance at the empty seats
[00:41.95] He took a minute to retune his guitar
[00:56.14] As the hour grew late
[01:05.31] I wanna send this out to Richie Vey
[01:15.96] In his thrift-store corner of the world
[01:26.60] His soul is my cheap laugh
[01:39.18] As the hour grows late
[01:43.06]