He Passes Number Thirty-Three lyrics
Song information
Artist: Okkervil River Album: Stars Too Small To Use
Lyrics
There's no beast Obviously The floor just creaks Obviously The morning with coffee was snowy and sweet And there was this small, snow-white dog That was barking at our feet Honestly
Drove all day to the vacant beach Grey mist hanging over the sea Alleys clogged with magazines And the boardwalk is empty The house in the valley is open this week Imagine the sea looking in At the slowly moving sheets Honestly
If you feel weak, leave it to me If you need sleep, leave it to me Need wool socks for your feet, leave it to me Need a walk on the beach, leave it to me An ear into which to weep, leave it to me A shoulder on which to sleep, leave it to me
And leave it to me to not speak When I pass you on the street Leave it to me to feel weak Leave it to me to run from your feet Leave it to me to not speak When I pass you on the street Leave it to me to feel weak Leave it to me, number thirty-three Leave it to me
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"Stars Too Small To Use" album track list
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