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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Kozelek
Mark Kozelek
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Kozelek
Mark Kozelek
Producer

Lyrics

My baby sleeps in blue Warm and naked, pale and pretty I feel the seventh wave Of the ocean in the motion I feel a brand new sickness Coming over me like a storm Used to feel so good beside her There next to her my arm around her She fell like flowers Petals were carried out on my old wind Landed down in the center Of this lonely white grip of winter She brought these gifts of love I carried down in my pocket I set them on my shelves And on the nightstand by my bed She sleeps and won't come back again From pretty dreams that keep her My baby won't come back again I feel so lost without her I hear your magic voice On the analogue of this machine I hear the smoothest talk With the coolest transparent star field Will there be any danger If our talk is under this roof? And can you know a stranger So quickly under this moon? So go away, come back again I'll shut you out, I'll pull you in Don't go away, come back again I feel so lost She sleeps in royal blue And room down past the big dry desert The sense of music there And hope reaches you And gets you past the motions Of goodbyes [Incomprehensible] And pulls the deepest winter Out of this lonely white crippled winter She sleeps and won't come back again From pretty dreams that keep her My baby won't come back again I am so lost without her So go away, come back again I shut you out, I pull you in Don't go away, come back again I feel so lost
Writer(s): Mark Edward Kozelek Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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