Fugazi - Glue Man |
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Glue Man
Fugazi Glue Man" by Fugazi On the bag I spent it all On the drag The trucks roll by the park still a park The sun comes up, the tide rolls out Where children play and pick up stones Anything to make them feel less alone His mind is his own town where his thoughts run aground They fall all over and down On the bag I spent it all On the drag The sun comes down, the tide rolls back We crawl out way back to the house we call home He holds his home in the palm of his hand And he says, and he says You are my everyone, you are my anyone You are my everywhere...anywhereYou are my anytime, you are my everytime |
