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Morning Glory Songtext

This Mortal Coil - Morning Glory
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I lit my purest candle close to my
Window, hoping it would catch the eye
Of any vagabond who passed it by
And I waited in my fleeting house

Before he came I felt him drawing near
As he neared I felt the ancient fear
That he had come to wound my door and jeer
And I waited in my fleeting house

"Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo;
"Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
"Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he stood before my fleeting house

"No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time;
Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
And he walked away from my fleeting house#

"Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo;
"Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
"Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he walked away from my fleeting house
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Album This Mortal Coil

This Mortal Coil
  1. 1.
    Song To The Siren
  2. 2.
    You and Your Sister
  3. 3.
    Come Here My Love
  4. 4.
    Morning Glory
  5. 5.
    FYT
  6. 6.
  7. 7.
    I Come And Stand At Every Door
  8. 8.
    With Tomorrow
  9. 9.
    Holocaust
  10. 10.
  11. 11.
    Late Night
  12. 12.
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