CHORUS
Time no good
wisdom no good
patience no good
to me anymore
Now the night had fallen on the stair
some things you do you can never repair
seems I`m always pretending
things aren`t there when they are
And the leaves are nearly off the trees
and the traffic thick past yellow windows
I`m waiting in the frozen headlights
thinking of you
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And the trees are looking like bones
and the afternoon`s filled with storm and rain
I`m staring out of this metal train
thinking of you
and the tress are looking like bones
the afternoon filled with rain and storm
and I`m tangles up in memory`s thorns
no way through
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Trees like bones, yellow windows
memories, thorns, oh and you
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