Fountains of Wayne - Firelight Waltz lyrics
[Fountains of Wayne - Firelight Waltz lyrics]
Are asleep on their cots
And fog's in barrels on Totten Pond Road
And the sots who remain
Strike matches and crane
Cause they can't make their way in the dark
It's a hard parlor game
Playing miscues and pratfalls for laughs
From sad sacks and fairweather friends
You don't have to catch on
Lay it out and be gone
There's a calm's been a long time coming
Mary oh Mary go find the light
Take a hit from your
Whiskey and stumble inside
It's a tune from your childhood
And a soft yellow moon
And the firelight is just right for dancing
Like the cruel April air
Plays muse to the hopeless
And the storms coax sunflowers
From mossy old hills
May this song find you there
In your embroidered chair
With your afghan and warm Darjeeling
Mary oh Mary go find the light
Take a hit from your
Whiskey and stumble inside
It's a tune from your childhood
And a soft yellow moon
And the firelight is just right for dancing
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