Stars and Bullet Holes
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โฑ๏ธ 4:46 duration
๐ ID: 9977025
๐ Lyrics
Along the west coast of a modern land,
I anchored my boat in the gloom...
Anxious, I walked up the steep rolling hills in the fog โ
In the light of the moon.
Welcome travelers from Sacramento to San Francisco!
Passing by miners digging for gold and silver all through the night...
Fishermen, fishing for Dungeness crabs โ or anything else that might bite.
One of the miners hands me a strange dark rock and says, "It's all right."
I turn around from this kind old man and notice a flame fierce and bright...
Standing, now on top of a hill my neck skin crawls and I feel a chill โ
Cause at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!
Is this the end?!
I wonder as I run โ running faster than anyone!
No, I won't surrender โ I'll never back down!
I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!
Nothing to rescue โ it's far too late โ I realize as I get close,
Stopping to catch my breath outside old Victorian homes.
I don't have a boat to sail with no more โ I guess I just have to walk...
I'm heading south, crossing a giant bridge sturdy as a rock.
But at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!
It's not the end!
Determined, as I stroll โ
Head held high, I will never fall!
No, I won't surrender โ I'll never back down!
I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!
I hear bullet shots and wild horses escape away from the mainland and into the lake...
And as I run towards an abandoned saloon,
I notice a graveyard for hot air balloons.
One has a wicker basket good as new โ
Another an envelope with twigs sticking through.
A small sewing job now and this bag's complete โ
The only thing lacking is a source of heat.
I check my pockets quietly, but all I have is that rock.
I smash it in anger โ into the ground โ and notice a small spark!
This isn't granite of a lump of coal but quite a magical stone...
Ascending towards the sky, I guess that old man was right all along.
Astounded, as I fly โ
Looking down at the night sky!
I didn't surrender โ I didn't back down!
No, this ain't the end!
Astounded, as I fly โ
Looking down at the night sky!
I didn't surrender โ I didn't back down!
In this prodigious town!
I anchored my boat in the gloom...
Anxious, I walked up the steep rolling hills in the fog โ
In the light of the moon.
Welcome travelers from Sacramento to San Francisco!
Passing by miners digging for gold and silver all through the night...
Fishermen, fishing for Dungeness crabs โ or anything else that might bite.
One of the miners hands me a strange dark rock and says, "It's all right."
I turn around from this kind old man and notice a flame fierce and bright...
Standing, now on top of a hill my neck skin crawls and I feel a chill โ
Cause at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!
Is this the end?!
I wonder as I run โ running faster than anyone!
No, I won't surrender โ I'll never back down!
I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!
Nothing to rescue โ it's far too late โ I realize as I get close,
Stopping to catch my breath outside old Victorian homes.
I don't have a boat to sail with no more โ I guess I just have to walk...
I'm heading south, crossing a giant bridge sturdy as a rock.
But at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!
It's not the end!
Determined, as I stroll โ
Head held high, I will never fall!
No, I won't surrender โ I'll never back down!
I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!
I hear bullet shots and wild horses escape away from the mainland and into the lake...
And as I run towards an abandoned saloon,
I notice a graveyard for hot air balloons.
One has a wicker basket good as new โ
Another an envelope with twigs sticking through.
A small sewing job now and this bag's complete โ
The only thing lacking is a source of heat.
I check my pockets quietly, but all I have is that rock.
I smash it in anger โ into the ground โ and notice a small spark!
This isn't granite of a lump of coal but quite a magical stone...
Ascending towards the sky, I guess that old man was right all along.
Astounded, as I fly โ
Looking down at the night sky!
I didn't surrender โ I didn't back down!
No, this ain't the end!
Astounded, as I fly โ
Looking down at the night sky!
I didn't surrender โ I didn't back down!
In this prodigious town!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:30.63] Along the west coast of a modern land,
[00:31.54] I anchored my boat in the gloom...
[00:33.37] Anxious, I walked up the steep rolling hills in the fog โ
[00:36.06] In the light of the moon.
[00:37.90] Welcome travelers from Sacramento to San Francisco!
[00:44.18] Passing by miners digging for gold and silver all through the night...
[00:49.63] Fishermen, fishing for Dungeness crabs โ or anything else that might bite.
[00:53.26] One of the miners hands me a strange dark rock and says, "It's all right."
[00:57.70] I turn around from this kind old man and notice a flame fierce and bright...
[01:01.37] Standing, now on top of a hill my neck skin crawls and I feel a chill โ
[01:08.58] Cause at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!
[01:16.61] Is this the end?!
[01:19.37] I wonder as I run โ running faster than anyone!
[01:26.50] No, I won't surrender โ I'll never back down!
[01:31.05] I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!
[01:50.04] Nothing to rescue โ it's far too late โ I realize as I get close,
[01:53.65] Stopping to catch my breath outside old Victorian homes.
[01:58.17] I don't have a boat to sail with no more โ I guess I just have to walk...
[02:01.77] I'm heading south, crossing a giant bridge sturdy as a rock.
[02:05.34] But at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!
[02:12.57] It's not the end!
[02:15.27] Determined, as I stroll โ
[02:18.89] Head held high, I will never fall!
[02:22.53] No, I won't surrender โ I'll never back down!
[02:27.03] I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!
[02:49.58] I hear bullet shots and wild horses escape away from the mainland and into the lake...
[02:56.76] And as I run towards an abandoned saloon,
[03:00.32] I notice a graveyard for hot air balloons.
[03:08.57] One has a wicker basket good as new โ
[03:12.12] Another an envelope with twigs sticking through.
[03:16.66] A small sewing job now and this bag's complete โ
[03:20.20] The only thing lacking is a source of heat.
[03:28.37] I check my pockets quietly, but all I have is that rock.
[03:52.73] I smash it in anger โ into the ground โ and notice a small spark!
[03:56.36] This isn't granite of a lump of coal but quite a magical stone...
[04:00.86] Ascending towards the sky, I guess that old man was right all along.
[04:07.11] Astounded, as I fly โ
[04:10.79] Looking down at the night sky!
[04:13.43] I didn't surrender โ I didn't back down!
[04:19.72] No, this ain't the end!
[04:22.47] Astounded, as I fly โ
[04:26.12] Looking down at the night sky!
[04:29.73] I didn't surrender โ I didn't back down!
[04:35.14] In this prodigious town!
[04:40.53]
[00:31.54] I anchored my boat in the gloom...
[00:33.37] Anxious, I walked up the steep rolling hills in the fog โ
[00:36.06] In the light of the moon.
[00:37.90] Welcome travelers from Sacramento to San Francisco!
[00:44.18] Passing by miners digging for gold and silver all through the night...
[00:49.63] Fishermen, fishing for Dungeness crabs โ or anything else that might bite.
[00:53.26] One of the miners hands me a strange dark rock and says, "It's all right."
[00:57.70] I turn around from this kind old man and notice a flame fierce and bright...
[01:01.37] Standing, now on top of a hill my neck skin crawls and I feel a chill โ
[01:08.58] Cause at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!
[01:16.61] Is this the end?!
[01:19.37] I wonder as I run โ running faster than anyone!
[01:26.50] No, I won't surrender โ I'll never back down!
[01:31.05] I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!
[01:50.04] Nothing to rescue โ it's far too late โ I realize as I get close,
[01:53.65] Stopping to catch my breath outside old Victorian homes.
[01:58.17] I don't have a boat to sail with no more โ I guess I just have to walk...
[02:01.77] I'm heading south, crossing a giant bridge sturdy as a rock.
[02:05.34] But at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!
[02:12.57] It's not the end!
[02:15.27] Determined, as I stroll โ
[02:18.89] Head held high, I will never fall!
[02:22.53] No, I won't surrender โ I'll never back down!
[02:27.03] I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!
[02:49.58] I hear bullet shots and wild horses escape away from the mainland and into the lake...
[02:56.76] And as I run towards an abandoned saloon,
[03:00.32] I notice a graveyard for hot air balloons.
[03:08.57] One has a wicker basket good as new โ
[03:12.12] Another an envelope with twigs sticking through.
[03:16.66] A small sewing job now and this bag's complete โ
[03:20.20] The only thing lacking is a source of heat.
[03:28.37] I check my pockets quietly, but all I have is that rock.
[03:52.73] I smash it in anger โ into the ground โ and notice a small spark!
[03:56.36] This isn't granite of a lump of coal but quite a magical stone...
[04:00.86] Ascending towards the sky, I guess that old man was right all along.
[04:07.11] Astounded, as I fly โ
[04:10.79] Looking down at the night sky!
[04:13.43] I didn't surrender โ I didn't back down!
[04:19.72] No, this ain't the end!
[04:22.47] Astounded, as I fly โ
[04:26.12] Looking down at the night sky!
[04:29.73] I didn't surrender โ I didn't back down!
[04:35.14] In this prodigious town!
[04:40.53]