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Black Francis( Frank Black )
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Where The Wind Is Going
Lyricist:Charles Thompson
I don't have time for your tears It's kinda hard to explain I got a bird in my brain I got a dog in my ear I could be gone for a year
Where the wind is going Indiana or Spain Where the wind is going I cannot get in that line Get to my suffering on time
I hear the whistling outside I think you think it's a witch She'll be scratching my itch She'll be blushing my hide I feel I've taken a ride
Where the wind is going If I'm broke or I'm rich Where the wind is going I cannot get in that line Get to my suffering on time Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Through the barleycorn Through the rows of places I was born Into Babel's maze In that dark design Where the neon red of exit signs Leads my simple gaze
Where the wind is going Where the wind is going I cannot get in that line Get to my suffering on time
Through the barleycorn Through the rows of places I was born Into Babel's maze In that dark design Where the neon red of exit signs Leads my simple gaze
Down that river side Where from loneliness I often died And so many times I will be raised
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