Little Beirut
Crooked Crown
On a frozen road in the black night
My car was crushed by a cloud of white
And I moved my hands in circles
To clear the glass, to see outside
Will they dig me out by twilight?
To spring canaries from the mine?
Baby mine
Empty vessel that makes no sound
Heaven help the girl
No one can hurt you now
For years, I lived on the fault line
A first class pharaoh counting down
In the house that held me for ransom
In a sawed-off shotgun wedding gown
But I see my fate from the dashboard
The carpenter with the crooked crown
Baby Mine
Empty vessel the makes no sound
Heaven help the girl
No one can hurt you now
Melting ice
Only peace in the world I've found
Heaven help my soul
No one can hurt me now
From Letras Mania