Phoebe

Phoebe found me in the midnight sand
 Phoebe found me alone
 Phoebe found me in the cross that lays on my heart
 When the cabaret's been done
 And she's been listening to the waverly blues
 So we could walk into the sun
 And we've been waiting for these christened and callous hands
 I've been waiting for the sound of guns
 Phoebe found me in the midnight sand
 Phoebe found me alone
 Phoebe found me in the cross that lays on my heart
 When the cabaret's been done
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 And I've been drinking to the weight of the news
 As she would show me how to fly
 I've been waiting in these lately-in-comfort hands
 I've been waiting for the sound of guns
 Phoebe found me in the midnight sand
 Phoebe found me alone
 Phoebe found me in the cross that lays on my heart
 When the cabaret's been done
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 Phoebe found the gun
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 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 And I've been drinking to the weight of the news
 As she would show me how to hide
 I've been cavalier with New York on my mind
 I've been turning towards the light that blinds
 Phoebe found me in the midnight sand
 Phoebe found me alone
 Phoebe found me in the cross that lays on my heart
 When the cabaret's been done
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun
 Phoebe found the gun