Mud-Stained Dress
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โฑ๏ธ 3:27 duration
๐ ID: 9399478
๐ Lyrics
Can you not see the lines in my face
Can you not hear the weary in my voice
Like dying horns of the marching band
Like the rivers that cut deep though the cliffs in the west
Do you remember the day the mud stained your dress
And we watched the sun chase all the stars away
My hands were still and your face was cold
We both rue the words we said that day
Like dogs we'll run through fields green and gold
Oh and down to the river just to see what Peter holds
By god I couldn't wish for a better price to pay
Then to see you once again in your mud stained dress
Paul couldn't save my memories tonight
My last thought of you and your blood shot eyes
Can you not hear the weary in my voice
Like dying horns of the marching band
Like the rivers that cut deep though the cliffs in the west
Do you remember the day the mud stained your dress
And we watched the sun chase all the stars away
My hands were still and your face was cold
We both rue the words we said that day
Like dogs we'll run through fields green and gold
Oh and down to the river just to see what Peter holds
By god I couldn't wish for a better price to pay
Then to see you once again in your mud stained dress
Paul couldn't save my memories tonight
My last thought of you and your blood shot eyes