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silver
i can still see your face
with your hand covering mine,
but i lost all track of the time
now you've gone, thank you, so long.
i'm not the same since you left
i've been hanging out with all my cronies,
but they're just drunks, has-beens and phonies
these days don't feel right since you slipped from my sight to...
silver, silver
she's so happy here
living between the sand and the stars.
so now that you've opened your heart to the big sky
is there still a space i could crawl inside
or maybe i'm not that special
and the feeling will disappear when the meaning appears in ...
silver …
oh come back,
martha won't you please come back for me
i keep searching abandoned mines
while this phone card is running out of time.
and when the conversation ends she says we'll talk again {someday} soon.
is that suppose to make me feel better
as if this distance could help me understand.
Words and Music by Lawson Hancock
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