Текст песни Sad, Sad, Sad, Sad (and Faraway from Home) - Peter Mulvey
Houdini's
still
stuck,
in
that
doctor
old
book
The
one
place
he
can
ever
escape
And
your
voice
on
the
phone
Your
voice
is
one
of
those
paintings
where
everything
loses
its
shape
And
the
girl
across
the
street,
she
is
light
on
her
feet
She
is
sunlight
bouncing
off
chrome
And
me
I'm
just
sad
sad
sad
sad
and
I'm
far
away
from
home
Once
I
was
standing
on
a
Dublin
street
corner
I
heard
a
fiddler
pierce
the
veil
of
illusion
And
once
I
got
plastered
at
my
best
friend's
Barmistfa
Once
I
lived
in
total
confusion
And
once
I
was
eleven,
once
I
was
just
atoms
And
once
I
was
a
hilltop
in
Rome
But
now
I'm
just
sad
sad
sad
sad
and
I'm
far
away
from
home
Singing
La
dee
dee
dee
dee
dee
dee
de
dee
dee
de
dee
dee
Do
you
know
a
kiss
is
just
a
flower
that
a
bee
could
return
from
And
do
his
little
dance
at
the
hive
And
maybe
I
should
mention,
that
as
I
write
this
song
down,
I'm
happy
as
fuck
with
life
Because
the
seashore
cries
out
from
painter
to
painted
And
the
winds
whips
the
water
into
foam
Because
I'm
so
sad
sad
sad
sad
and
I'm
far
away
from
home
Yes
I'm
sad
sad
sad
sad
and
I'm
far
away
from
home
La
dee
dee
dee
dee
dee
dee
de
dee
dee
de
dee
dee
1 Road to Mallow
2 Shirt
3 29 Cent Head
4 Falling
5 Charlie
6 Denver 6am
7 Rise
8 Bloomington
9 Me & Albert
10 You
11 Thirty
12 Toad
13 Sad, Sad, Sad, Sad (and Faraway from Home)
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