Morning Glory
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โฑ๏ธ 3:43 duration
๐ ID: 2255338
๐ Lyrics
I lit my purest candle close to my
Window, hoping it would catch the eye
Of any vagabond who passed it by,
And I waited in my fleeting house
Before he came I felt him drawing near;
As he neared I felt the ancient fear
That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
And I waited in my fleeting house
"Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo;
"Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
"Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he stood before my fleeting house
"No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time;
Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
And he walked away from my fleeting house
"Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo;
"Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
"Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he walked away from my fleeting house
Window, hoping it would catch the eye
Of any vagabond who passed it by,
And I waited in my fleeting house
Before he came I felt him drawing near;
As he neared I felt the ancient fear
That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
And I waited in my fleeting house
"Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo;
"Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
"Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he stood before my fleeting house
"No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time;
Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
And he walked away from my fleeting house
"Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo;
"Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
"Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he walked away from my fleeting house
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.71] I lit my purest candle close to my
[00:17.89] Window, hoping it would catch the eye
[00:23.93] Of any vagabond who passed it by,
[00:29.02] And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:36.87] Before he came I felt him drawing near;
[00:42.52] As he neared I felt the ancient fear
[00:48.13] That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
[00:53.94] And I waited in my fleeting house
[01:01.13] "Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo;
[01:09.39] "Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
[01:18.39] "Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
[01:26.89] And he stood before my fleeting house
[01:34.16] "No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time;
[01:42.36] Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
[01:48.03] I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
[01:53.84] And he walked away from my fleeting house
[02:01.44] "Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo;
[02:08.82] "Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
[02:18.17] "Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
[02:26.68] And he walked away from my fleeting house
[02:37.80]
[00:17.89] Window, hoping it would catch the eye
[00:23.93] Of any vagabond who passed it by,
[00:29.02] And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:36.87] Before he came I felt him drawing near;
[00:42.52] As he neared I felt the ancient fear
[00:48.13] That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
[00:53.94] And I waited in my fleeting house
[01:01.13] "Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo;
[01:09.39] "Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
[01:18.39] "Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
[01:26.89] And he stood before my fleeting house
[01:34.16] "No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time;
[01:42.36] Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
[01:48.03] I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
[01:53.84] And he walked away from my fleeting house
[02:01.44] "Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo;
[02:08.82] "Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
[02:18.17] "Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
[02:26.68] And he walked away from my fleeting house
[02:37.80]