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Long Road (Do, Pt. 1) Video (MV)




Performed By: Farrago Ensemble
Length: 5:28
Written by: David Morrison




Farrago Ensemble - Long Road (Do, Pt. 1) Lyrics




Pools of light in the alley
Light the way back to warmth

A woman laughs, it's the echo
That you need at this moment

You'll remember crazy rain
Spinning circles in dark suburbs

Screaming out the window
Wake up! Wake up you stupid bastards

Take a seat near the exit
Just pray to God know one sees you
Watch the mots trapped like flies
Angels in stained glass windows

You'll remember Father Down
Looking right through you
Clasping your sweaty palm
And saying, Don't be a stranger

When the bells call your name
Turn and face the whole family

Say the words
Move in place
Fly away to Bermuda

When the weight of the mortgage
Raking leaves, just be grateful

Bad reports from the school
Yes, of course, I still love you

Face the judge
Speak your truth
Be absolved in some manner

Drive away to an apartment
TV glow TV dinners

You'll remember
Nothing much
Who's to know
Who's to care

Empty evenings
Restless nights
With a book in the kitchen

You never believed
You have to believe
You never
You never believed
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Pools of light in the alley
Light the way back to warmth

A woman laughs, it's the echo
That you need at this moment

You'll remember crazy rain
Spinning circles in dark suburbs

Screaming out the window
Wake up! Wake up you stupid bastards

Take a seat near the exit
Just pray to God know one sees you
Watch the mots trapped like flies
Angels in stained glass windows

You'll remember Father Down
Looking right through you
Clasping your sweaty palm
And saying, Don't be a stranger

When the bells call your name
Turn and face the whole family

Say the words
Move in place
Fly away to Bermuda

When the weight of the mortgage
Raking leaves, just be grateful

Bad reports from the school
Yes, of course, I still love you

Face the judge
Speak your truth
Be absolved in some manner

Drive away to an apartment
TV glow TV dinners

You'll remember
Nothing much
Who's to know
Who's to care

Empty evenings
Restless nights
With a book in the kitchen

You never believed
You have to believe
You never
You never believed
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Writer: David Morrison
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