Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Moorestown, artist - Mark Kozelek. Date of issue: 11.05.2009
Song language: English
Moorestown |
| Her window looked on North Church Street |
| An attic space overgrown |
| A photo book of smiling friends |
| Road maps, New York, Los Angeles |
| Her walls are Mediterranean blue |
| Her baby sister picked the hue |
| Saltwater taffy, Jersey shore |
| Blue like the fingernails she wore |
| Her house is not far from the school |
| Her mom taught on the Hudson |
| Her dad’s guitar sings open-tuned |
| Reverberates up through the floor |
| Our love grew more one summer there |
| Where we’d spend our days just driving around |
| Old parking lots and neighborhoods |
| Are framed and charmed in Moorestown |
| I followed her across the earth |
| Through parks in London, coasts of Perth |
| Newport, Kentucky, New Orleans |
| We shared a million lives, it seems |
| I slept with her so many nights |
| We moved together heavenly |
| So close the North Pacific slept |
| You too were once beside me |
| She moved away to Williamsburg |
| Her eyes, sad eyes were waving |
| My thoughts will pause, my throat will swell |
| When her name is spoken |
| And looking past the cold long sea |
| I cannot bear to wonder now |
| If the cascading soft lights |
| Are glowing for us in Moorestown |