Cracked Windshield - Hiss Golden Messenger
Drifting down the line like the gospel ship
Magnolia ringing all the bells in my head
I can feel October coming on the back scratch wind
Red weather calling through the cracked windshield
Quite a few have fallen on the path back there
When their mamas come calling it's the saddest thing
Some are dead and buried
Some are never found
If you feel a storm coming better shut your mouth
I was a dreamer babe
When I set out on the road
But did I say that I could find my way home
Cracked windshield light will you be the death of me
Oh burn it babe just enough to see
I've been the king of Brixton and roamed the Bywater 'round
I was all the colors of the little river town
And the drums the masses were like a funeral band
Then the Lion of Judah came and stole their flag
A song is just a feeling and when you make it pay the rent
Next thing that you know you're saying something you'd never say
I was a dreamer babe
When I set out on the road
But did I say I could find my way back home
Cracked windshield light don't you take the best of me
Oh burn it babe just enough to see
Monday morning early getting the kids to school
I can fix this babe I can fix this babe
I can see the ghosts coming over the tidewater plains
I don't know if I'm running
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