Gregory Alan Isakov - The moon was red and dangerous
Water street is just the same
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Oh, honey come back to me
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You see it's lonely and grey in the city
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But oh the sun will surely rise,
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Warm my clothes, and warm your eyes
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From the treacherous night,
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How the moon was red and dangerous
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Come back ya hear,
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All the loneliest stories will fade
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I still see your face on the ground
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Now there's no one around
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All the birds and whispers play
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Oh, honey come back to me
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You know of that treacherous ride in the city
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And oh the sun is surely risin'
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It came as no surprise
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And the hills on the country-side are singin'
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What kind of crime
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Must we give out this time to know
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How the lines move across this place
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But there's nobody else
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There's nobody else
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there's nobody else here
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