Sinking Slow

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Ezra Furman - Rock, Indie Rock

Sinking Slow

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All the broken pieces Lying in a pile Waiting to be swept up From the bathroom tile Broke my only mirror Feeling not quite right Empty little bedroom And a long night Oh, I miss my honey so Now I'm cold and lonely Oh, and I hope she comes back home To her boy whose heart is broke I'm sinking slow I'm sinking slow Born into a strange world Waiting for a train Sliding 'round Chicago In a soft rain Bloody little mousetrap Lying by the door Violent little merman's At the mind's core Oh, I miss my honey so Now I'm cold and lonely Oh, she's got to come back home To her boy descending slow I'm sinking slow I'm sinking slow Ah, ah, ah

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  • Ezra Furman