Morning Glory
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โฑ๏ธ 2:57 duration
๐ ID: 727900
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
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
[00:11.74] I lit my purest candle close to my window
[00:19.09] Hoping it would catch the eye
[00:23.22] Of any vagabond who passed it by
[00:29.14] And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:39.38] Before he came, I felt him drawing near
[00:45.25] As he neared, I felt the ancient fear
[00:50.73] That he had come to wound my door and jeer
[00:56.93] And I waited in my fleeting house
[01:06.99] "Tell me stories," I called to the hobo
[01:15.45] "Stories of cold," I smiled at the hobo
[01:23.95] "Stories of old," I knelt to the hobo
[01:32.97] And he stood before my fleeting house
[01:43.12] "No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time
[01:48.81] Don't ask me now to wash away the grime
[01:54.51] I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb"
[02:00.44] And he walked away from my fleeting house
[02:10.66] "Then you be damned," I screamed to the hobo
[02:19.02] "Leave me alone," I wept to the hobo
[02:28.02] "Turn into stone," I knelt to the hobo
[02:36.53] And he walked away from my fleeting house
[02:43.92]
[00:19.09] Hoping it would catch the eye
[00:23.22] Of any vagabond who passed it by
[00:29.14] And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:39.38] Before he came, I felt him drawing near
[00:45.25] As he neared, I felt the ancient fear
[00:50.73] That he had come to wound my door and jeer
[00:56.93] And I waited in my fleeting house
[01:06.99] "Tell me stories," I called to the hobo
[01:15.45] "Stories of cold," I smiled at the hobo
[01:23.95] "Stories of old," I knelt to the hobo
[01:32.97] And he stood before my fleeting house
[01:43.12] "No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time
[01:48.81] Don't ask me now to wash away the grime
[01:54.51] I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb"
[02:00.44] And he walked away from my fleeting house
[02:10.66] "Then you be damned," I screamed to the hobo
[02:19.02] "Leave me alone," I wept to the hobo
[02:28.02] "Turn into stone," I knelt to the hobo
[02:36.53] And he walked away from my fleeting house
[02:43.92]