Gabardine roses, tortured vines
The sun has been hiding all this time
I thought that Iâd see you again somehow
But the dirt is your lover now
And outside the all-night in an orchestra of rain
You fell in love with a hurricane
You were torn like a road map and lost in the crowd
And the dirt is your lover now
Fingernails, thorn trees, my fickle heart too
So many things in this sad little world grow back
Except for you
And the streets of my home town still look the same
But behind shaking fingers theyâre whispering your name
And itâs funny the tears that time will allow
âCause the dirt is your lover now
Fingernails, thorn trees, my fickle heart too
So many things in this sad little world grow back
Except for you
There are fists on the front page, blood in the sky
Thereâs no shoulder strong enough when the clouds start to cry
Did you propose to the bedrock on your way underground?
âCause the dirt is your lover now
Yeah, the dirt is your lover now
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- Ghosts & Graffiti
- Regardless
- John Wesley Harding
- Miscellaneous
- Songs From The Gutter
- Rules For Jokers
- Teach Me To Be Bad (EP)
- Strange Communion
- Liejacker
- Liejacker (Deluxe Version)
- Coming Back to You
- Ghosts & Graffiti (Deluxe)
- Chimes of Freedom: The Songs of Bob Dylan
- Chimes of Freedom - The Songs of Bob Dylan (Honoring 50...
- Ghosts & Graffiti (Deluxe Version)
- Heart and Soul
- Love Came Looking for Me
- Regardless (Special Edition)
- As If
- The Lipstick Conspiracies