Meet You At The Statue In an Hour

We hung about the stadium, we’ve got no place to stay
We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest book you ever read
It always makes you cry
The statue’s crying too and well he may.

The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower

Meet you at the statue in an hour
Meet you at the statue in an hour

(piazza, new york catcher-belle and sebastian)

its me its me its me

its me its me

its me its me its me

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Meet You At The Statue In an Hour

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