Braid - Urbana's Too Dark Lyrics
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Urbana's Too Dark
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What Are The Lyrics For Urbana's Too Dark By Braid?
Above the mirrory street
A lightning bug fires up the park When it's dark Eleven and I fall in To drink to dream among the shadows Number one wasn't that fun Under two I never knew But we will not be submissive We're on a mission We'll finish that cup of who-knows-what Bike along the broken blossoms Pedal behind the deadwood hills Something about here and you Gives me chills At night the cars come curving In confrontation When you can't see anything You feel everything We're so akin to skin When boys want in Boys will be boys Boys will be poison boys I'll be the camera if you'll be the star You be the camera when I am the star You burn the buildings I'll burn the cars Turn on turn on turn on turn on If they could only see the greed That circles around the silence If they could find us they'd see If they were only listening So when those boys want in Let's give em some of their own medicine I'll be the sky if you'll be the star If they could only see us now You burn the cities I'll burn the towns Turn on turn on turn on turn on If they could only see the green Circles around your brown eyes If they could sympathize see green If they could only watch you sing |
Who Wrote Urbana's Too Dark By Braid?
Billy Joel
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What's The Duration Of The Urbana's Too Dark By Braid?The duration of Urbana's Too Dark is 3:25 minutes and seconds. |
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