Maria Taylor
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Fell down from your haven.
To an empire cityscape.
Someone asked him for directions.
He would always know the way.
Offer you his raincoat.
Let you hide under his hat.
If you can't walk from whiskey.
He'll just throw you on his back.

And then away you'll go.
Through the crowd gathered below.
To the spinning wheels.
Of your mobile home.
And he'll watch you sleep.
Like a guardian angel.

Stays inside the music.
Sometimes steps outside the law.
Always in the name of justice.
Still believes in the lost cause.
Distract you with a story.
Always tries to make you laugh.
He brings people together.
Like Gertrude Stein and Mama Cass.

And he says, "My friends are yours,
This town's full of open doors
To the sold-out shows,
Eighth bungalows,
And the lonesome smokes,
In this tiny studio."

Always finds a muse.
Everywhere he goes.
Whether it's the blues.
Or some abandoned showtune.

Learned how to be selfless,
How to love what wasn't there,
But never dwell upon it.
Just embrace what's everywhere.
People busking in the subway.
Mc's freestyle in the park.
Heard a kid from martha's vineyard,
Made him turn around his car.

And away he goes
To the local radio
Saying, "What's that sound?
I'd like to know,
And this might sound strange,
But I just can't let it go."

Guess every sinner needs a saint.
Guess every sinner needs a saint.
Guess every sinner needs a saint.
Says everybody is the same.



Mirror lyrics:


Says everybody is the same.
Guess every sinner needs a saint.
Guess every sinner needs a saint.
Guess every sinner needs a saint.

But I just can't let it go."
And this might sound strange,
I'd like to know,
Saying, "What's that sound?
To the local radio
And away he goes

Made him turn around his car.
Heard a kid from martha's vineyard,
Mc's freestyle in the park.
People busking in the subway.
Just embrace what's everywhere.
But never dwell upon it.
How to love what wasn't there,
Learned how to be selfless,

Or some abandoned showtune.
Whether it's the blues.
Everywhere he goes.
Always finds a muse.

In this tiny studio."
And the lonesome smokes,
Eighth bungalows,
To the sold-out shows,
This town's full of open doors
And he says, "My friends are yours,

Like Gertrude Stein and Mama Cass.
He brings people together.
Always tries to make you laugh.
Distract you with a story.
Still believes in the lost cause.
Always in the name of justice.
Sometimes steps outside the law.
Stays inside the music.

Like a guardian angel.
And he'll watch you sleep.
Of your mobile home.
To the spinning wheels.
Through the crowd gathered below.
And then away you'll go.

He'll just throw you on his back.
If you can't walk from whiskey.
Let you hide under his hat.
Offer you his raincoat.
He would always know the way.
Someone asked him for directions.
To an empire cityscape.
Fell down from your haven.


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