Gregory Alan Isakov - Big Black Car lyrics

You were a phonograph, I was a kid
I sat with an ear close, just listening
Was there when the rain tapped
Her way down your face you were a miracle
I was just holding your space hmm

Well, time has a way of throwing
It all in your face
The past, she is haunted, the future is laced
Heartbreak, you know, drives a big black car
I swear I was in the back seat
Just minding my own hmm

And through the glass
The corn crows come like rain
They won't stay, they won't stay
For too long now
This could be all that we know
Of love and all

Well, you were a dancer and I was a rag
The song in my head, well, was all that I had
Hope was a letter I never could send
Well, love was a country we couldn't defend
Hmm, hmm

Through the carnival we watch them
Go 'round and 'round
All we knew of home was just
A sunset and some clowns oh

Well, you were a magazine, I was a plain Jane
Just walking the sidewalks and
Covered in rain
Love to just get out of some of your stories
Me, all of my plain Jane glory
Just me and all of my plain Jane glory