Morphine Girl Songtext

von Mandolin Orange

Head was hung low
And you sandels much older
As record spins time tip toes back
Bones on a thread
Far from your shoulders
Stitch in the seam between the earth and the sky
Your wearing the soul of a coal minners daughter
Down in a whole singing your song
A kick in the wind
Back in some holler
Patching up holes in the setting sun
We are the ones that came by the needle
Stuck in a grove cuut by your hand
Wrapped in a cloth and safe in a shadow
Cavalry's arch cast on the land
Tracks in the sand
And the hit of the silence
The kiss of death
Then the palest blue
Seventh hope that grows
For to warn us
Morphine girl and the sorta truth
We are the one
That came by the needle
Stuck in a grove cut by your hand
Wrapped in a cloth safe in a shadow
Cavalry's arch cast on the land