Where the Lights Hang Low

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Passenger - Pop, Folk

Where the Lights Hang Low

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[Verse 1] There's a place I go Where the lights hang low The walls are stale from a thousand Marlborough lights And the carpet tells a tale of a thousand Friday nights [Verse 2] There's a man outside Big black holes for eyes Biting down on burnt out cigars Plays forgotten songs on broken guitars [Chorus] There's a place I go Where the lights hang low [Verse 3] There's a place I've found On the edge of town Where all the girls dress in angelic white But age is so unkind under florescent lights [Verse 4] And there's a man by the door Neatly stitched to the floor He's sat there for a thousand years And he'll sit there for a thousand more [Chorus] There's a place I go Where the lights hang low Oh there's a place I go Where the lights hang low

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