paroles de chanson August Clown - Gregory Alan Isakov
August
clown's
a
saint
And
I
just
figured
out
why
I've
been
walking
through
the
sand
With
just
you
on
my
mind
And
all
that's
left
of
the
summer
sky
Is
the
moment
you're
flying
by
There's
things
a
boy
can
never
tell
Know
you
by
your
hands
too
well
(2x)
Damn
you
from
this
wretched
boy
You've
stolen
more
than
sleep
and
joy
An'
I'm
goin'
back
where
I
belong
Where
the
time
is
right
and
straight
and
slow
Going
back
where
I
belong
Just
to
watch
them
thistles
grow
August
skin's
left
golden
brown
And
I've
seen
too
much
of
this
lonely
town
Too
much
thinking
walking
'round
Too
much
talking
August
clown
(2x)
Damn
you
from
this
wretched
boy
You've
stolen
more
than
sleep
and
joy
I'm
going
back
where
I
belong
Where
the
time
is
straight
and
right
and
slow
Going
back
where
I
belong
Just
to
watch
them
thistles
grow...
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