Chris Robinson

Surgical Glove

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Well you play guitar
With rusty strings
Well you find a use
For whatever they bring
Man you're so ESP
You're politely stoned
With your late night friends
You're never alone

Tell me when the stage goes dark
There's no where to hide
Just give em that bleeding heart
Sinking ships and dead end streets
Long good byes and dirty sheets
Empty bottles and forgotten song

And you've lost yourself
In your own gold mine
Can't find your way
Through the maze in your mind
Yea man you dug a hole
So you gave it a name
Well man you might still look young
But you're not the same

You can never go back
Cause you long left home
Do you ever want to know love?
Sinking ships and dead end streets
Long good byes and dirty sheets
Empty bottles and forgotten song

There's a hollow man
He lives in a cloud
He's got a hole in his arm
Yea it makes a lonely sound
Another stow away
Yea to a place in the sun
And by the time he gets there his job will be done
Only when the stage goes dark
There's no where to hide
Just give him that bleeding heart

Sinking ships and dead end streets
Long good byes and dirty sheets
Empty bottles forgotten songs
Pick your poison to each his own


Autor(es): Chris Robinson

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