Hiss Golden Messenger & Bruce Hornsby - Pontiac Lyrics

Hiss Golden Messenger & Bruce Hornsby Lyrics

"Pontiac"

Sometimes I wish I was a bird over the mighty earth rolling
I'd go with love from door to door
Pontiac, O Pontiac
Such elegiac violence
I thought I'd make a record of it while I've got it

Drinking Tiger Wine
Singing in local band
How many sunsets did we ignore?
We thought they'd last forever
We were young, we'd last forever
It turns out you gotta count 'em

I live in a green house, searching for things I ain't got the words to
Hiding out in a green house, the only place where I feel free
Pontiac, O Pontiac
Such elegiac violence
I thought I'd make a record of it while I've got it

Drinking Tiger Wine
Singing in local band
How many sunsets did we ignore?
We thought they'd last forever
We were young, we'd last forever
It turns out you gotta count 'em
We'd last forever

Drinking Tiger Wine
Singing in local band
How many sunsets did we ignore?
We thought they'd last forever
We were young, we'd last forever
It turns out you gotta count 'em

Drinking Tiger Wine
Singing in local band
How many sunsets did we ignore?
We thought they'd last forever
We were young, we'd last forever
It turns out you gotta count 'em

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"Pontiac" lyrics

Hiss Golden Messenger & Bruce Hornsby Lyrics