A Long, Cold Night in Minneapolis

Let go of me, darling
Before you kill me
I'm hollow and holy
Just like a man
And you never know me
The way I know sorrow
And crying helps nothing
But it's all I got left

It's a beautiful morning
With silver-lined thunder
And the howling winds of the winter up here
But patriarch sidewalk grows with me sweetly
And mourns with the shame of one without fear

It's no surprise
It works every time
Let your lie shine down

Don't come and say "Honey, the chaos and cities"
You're armed to the teeth
But it looks good on you
And your slow embrace draws silence around me
You had no choice
It was the right thing to do



Credits
Writer(s): David Paul Simonett
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