February

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Gregory Alan Isakov - Pop

February

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February comes along again Now we are rust-colored stones And I traded all my thoughts in For an hour of sleep in the snow And I dreamed up this old western sky That follows me all the days And I dreamed up this dust storm, too So I'll surely move Oh, I better move My dancing feet alone In February we march with frozen hands and bones to the doors And stomp our feet in the doorways of cafes and houses and churches Today, I saw two blue flowers and thought of you And oh, it made me move, my dancing shoes My dancing shoes, my dancing feet along When will they ever fall? I don't know, no, I don't know And when will they ever fall? I don't know

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  • Gregory Alan Isakov