Golden Smog - White Shell Road Lyrics

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White Shell Road

White Shell Road Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For White Shell Road By Golden Smog?
The wheels are spinning inside of my head
The wheels are spinning inside of my head They don't know, they don't know The leaves listen to what I say The leaves listen to what I say They don't know, they don't know It's a stab in the dark The light slept on the riverbed The light slept on the riverbed Slipped into the shadows And landed like a figurehead The moral night is the darkest night The moral night is the darkest night They don't know, they don't know I cut my feet on the white shell road I cut my feet on the white shell road They don't know, they don't know It's a stab in the dark The light slept on the riverbed The light slept on the riverbed Slipped into the shadows And landed like a figurehead Then I saw her running Down, down in the garden Her hair was flowing round and brown Tumbled and stumbled to the ground and died The leaves listen to what I say The leaves listen to what I say They don't know, they don't know I cut my feet on the white shell road I cut my feet on the white shell road They don't know, they don't know It's a stab in the dark The light slept on the riverbed The light slept on the riverbed Slipped into the shadows And landed like a figurehead They don't know ... It's a stab in the dark |
Who Wrote White Shell Road By Golden Smog?
Gary Louris, Gary Michael Louris
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What's The Duration Of The White Shell Road By Golden Smog?The duration of White Shell Road is 4:14 minutes and seconds. |
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