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Tuesday, February 12, 2013

The Postal Service - A Tattered Line of String Lyrics


We Trained Every Time, In The Lower East Side
And You Failed To Catch The Train Back To Queens

So You Came To My Room
We Did Some Things That We Knew Not To Do
In The Glow Of The Night’s Golden Hue

You’ve Got The Tattered Light Of String,
And You Tied Round Everything
That You Want To Call Your Own
But It Never Seems To Hold

When We Woke, We Agreed
That We Will Not Ever Sṗeak Of This Night 
To Anyone That We Both Knew
Then You Said:
‘Every Time We Kissed, I Felt Something That Couldn’t Exist’

And I Confessed That I Thought I Felt It Too
I’ve Got A Tattered Light Of String,
And I Tied Round Everything
That I Want To Call Your Own
But It Never Seems To Hold

I Got A Tattered Light Of String,
And I Tied Round Everything
That I Want To Call Your Own
But It Never Seems To Hold

E-Verything
Every-Thing
Never Seems To Hold
Never Seems To Hold

You’ve Got The Tattered Light Of String,
And You Tied Round Everything
That You Want To Call Your Own
But It Never Seems To Hold

I Got A Tattered Light Of String,
And I Tied Round Everything
That I Want To Call Your Own
But It Never Seems To Hold
Never Seems To Hold


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