Airborne Toxic Event (The)
Parson Redheads
Sometimes the people that you meet in your life can seemJust like characters that populate some quiet childhood dreamIt's so easy to get caught up in just one poetic lineWell the Parsons have their cross to bearI know: I've got mineAnd it's a quiet night in Silver Lake, all the people crowd this sceneWell they look so much like cardboard cut-outs placed upon a screenAnd I feel this sinking feeling as Missy grabs my handAnd we lose ourselves in the harmonies, the white-robed beauty of this bandAahh OoohhhAnd the singers all cry as she whispers in my earAnd I stare down at the ground, holding tightly to my beerDo you feel the strain between us, yeah I know I feel it, tooAnd I wish I believed in anything as much as the Parson Redheads doI wish I believed in anything as much as the Parson Redheads do
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