11:11 Lyrics - Singles - Andrew Bird's Bowl Of Fire
Standing on the corner, plastic cup in her hand
Standing on the corner, saving for some gin
You dont need to ask where shes been or whats up
Shell gladly tell you about the life she had
Before she had the cup, standing by the window
Glass of milk in his hand
What could I have done, what could I have said?
Broken glass spilled milk lying on the floor looking dead
Window pain, cutting through the rain looks so easy
Frame by frame, looking for a name
To claim on a breezy afternoon and the ends coming soon
And the ends coming soon
So many people hold a cup
So many die drinking milk in front of a window
I once knew a woman who got in the way
Of the intentions of a windy day
Writer: Andrew Bird
Copyright: Wegawam Music Co.
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