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Artist: Street To Nowhere
Album: Charmingly Awkward

Lyrics

Love was thin thread in the seams
Of her harsh words and your soft defeat
But love need never decide
Other girls are styrofoam inside
Empty sidewalk, empty street
Walk on weary worried feet
Heaven spreads above the trees
You set your woman down
And you can't recreate the sound
Of home
Remorse is such a filthy bloodhound
Stalks your steps, nose to the ground
Your face is cold against the window pane
Across the fields on endless waving grain
Will you rust up come the rain?
Will the tears erode your face?
Its a bitter bloody taste!
You set your woman down
Sink back into the soil
Let your imagination spoil
Combust amongst the toil
You set your woman down
And you can't recreate the sound
Of home