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Sunglasses on, she waits by this. Glass and concrete and stone. It is just a house, not a home. Skin. That covers me from head to toe. Except a couple tiny holes. And openings. Where. The city's blowing in and out. And this is what it's all about. Delightfully. Everything's possible. When you're an animal. Not inconceivable. How things can change.
Mar 16, 2004 · Glass, Concrete & Stone Lyrics: Now, I'm wakin' at the crack of dawn / To send a little money home / From here to the moon / Is risin' like a discotheque / And now my bags are down...
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How far I'll go, I know, so I'm. Leaving at six o' Clock. Meet in a parking lot. Harriet Hendershot. Sunglasses on she waits by this. Glass and concrete and stone. It is just a house, not a home. Skin that covers me from head to toe. Except a couple tiny holes. And openings. Where the city's blowing in and out. And this is what it's all about.
Harriet Hendershot. Sunglasses on, she waits by this. Glass and concrete and stone. It is just a house, not a home. Skin, that covers me from head to toe. Except a couple tiny holes and openings. Where, the city's blowin' in and out. This is what it's all about, delightfully. Everything's possible. When you're an animal. Not inconceivable.
Lookin' at happiness, keepin' my flavor fresh. Nobody knows I guess, how far I'll go, I know. So I'm leavin' at six O' clock, meet in a parkin' lot. Harriet Hendershot, sunglasses on, she waits by this. Glass and concrete and stone. It is just a house, not a home. Skin that covers me from head to toe. Except a couple tiny holes and openings.
Sunglasses on, she waits by this Glass and concrete and stone It is just a house, not a home. Skin, that covers me from head to toe Except a couple tiny holes and openings Where, the city's blowin' in and out This is what it's all about, delightfully Everything's possible When you're an animal Not inconceivable How things can change, I know
sunglasses on, she waits by this Glass and concrete and stone It is just a house, not a home. Skin, that covers me from head to toe except a couple tiny holes and openings Where, the city's blowin' in and out this is what it's all about, delightfully Everything's possible when you're an animal not inconceivable How things can change, I know
