paroles de chanson Mosby Street - Sundials
They
built
a
median
on
Mosby
Street.
They
built
a
pub
where
the
locals
meet.
They
figure
revenues
in
the
feet
and
mouths
That
hang
down
on
John
Mosby.
Though
the
church
yard
has
stayed
the
same
since
you
were
seven.
They
got
a
new
shepherd
to
lead
′em
all
to
heaven.
Robert
quit
the
job,
got
married,
and
left
no
trace.
There's
no
one
left
to
remember
your
face.
They′re
still
shopping
at
the
corner
store
that
sold
you
soda.
The
library
was
torn
up.
Your
friends
have
gotten
older.
Home
was
rented
out
by
a
family
that
don't
know
the
place.
There's
no
one
left
to
remember
the
way
you
played
at
your
house
behind
the
wood--
A
fortress
made
of
limbs
from
a
tree
that
stood
A
thousand
feet
over
the
neighborhood.
You
don′t
visit
like
you
should
since
you
found
that
well
empty.
They
built
a
median
on
Mosby
Street.
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