
Our Lady of Palermo Songtext
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Rose clouds collapse
Over the harbor
A pilgrimage
To where god's never been
The painted saints
We carried on our shoulders
While we
Turned our backs on Him
The rain it tumbled
Over the harbor
A pilgrimage
To where god's never been
The painted saints
We carried on our shoulders
While we
Turned our backs on Him
The rain it tumbled
Down like grey glitter
The streets they shimmered
Like mother of pearl
Down in the gutter
Like dead confetti
Face to face with
The man who stole the world
Expressions like
?Desolation Town?
They have no
Meaning to you now
"Your sacred sorrows
Like blankets for the poor"
That's easy to say
When you don't live here anymore
The summer past
Like one long song
Oh kid I do believe
That our dreams
are wrong
Oh kid I do believe
That our dreams
are wrong
Oh kid I do believe
That our dreams
are wrong
The streets they shimmered
Like mother of pearl
Down in the gutter
Like dead confetti
Face to face with
The man who stole the world
Expressions like
?Desolation Town?
They have no
Meaning to you now
"Your sacred sorrows
Like blankets for the poor"
That's easy to say
When you don't live here anymore
The summer past
Like one long song
Oh kid I do believe
That our dreams
are wrong
Oh kid I do believe
That our dreams
are wrong
Oh kid I do believe
That our dreams
are wrong
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