Lyrics Gossamer Thread - David Gray
Talking
with
the
old
folks
by
the
wall
And
dreaming
'bout
New
Orleans
in
the
fall
And
grateful
for
the
time
that
God
allows
And
doing
your
best
to
keep
it
hid
Hanging
by
a
gossamer
thread
Roll
on
up,
it's
feeding
time
again
A
kiss
to
suck
the
lightning
from
the
pain
I'm
hatching
us
a
plan
for
busting
out
And
free
of
what
that
bastard
did
Hanging
by
a
gossamer
thread
All
lit
up
like
the
National
Grid
And
hanging
by
a
gossamer
thread
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Choking
on
your
daily
bread
Hanging
by
a
gossamer
thread
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool,
away
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool,
away
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool,
away
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool
Dog
in
the
doorway
Dyed
in
the
wool,
away
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Yeah,
yeah
I
hope
that
I'm
wrong
I
hope
that
I'm
wrong
I
hope
that
I'm
wrong
Yeah
I
hope
that
I'm
wrong
Hope
that
I'm
wrong
I
hope
that
I'm
wrong
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
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