| He wrote a name with the needle gun
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| In black and blue, your eyes are stone she said
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| Beautiful and dead, and I wish you well
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| I took a turn on this carousel
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| How long ago now, I never can tell
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| I never stopped to wonder
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| Maybe a morning, maybe a thousand years
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| I only walk high wires attend a needing
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| The magnolia’s dying, long coarse and primitive
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| I wish love, Lord, I wish love could live forever
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| What I once saw burning bright as hell
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| Now here comes that weird chill, I don’t stop to wonder
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| Threaded a name, through the needle’s eye
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| As a frame, tied the ends and stitched it up
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| And hung my head down and wept
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| But I wish you well, who’ll pray for the killer’s sake
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| I used to be so wide awake
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| Like certain mornings that last a thousand hours
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| Long coarse and primitive
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| I wish love, Lord, I wish love could live forever
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| I’m burning bright at hell, here comes that weird chill
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| But I wish you well, your eyes are stone she said
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| Truly beautiful and dead, I wish you well
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| I want to ride on this carousel
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| But, I never really stopped to wonder |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wish You Well , by - Mark Lanegan. Song from the album Here Comes That Weird Chill, in the genre Альтернатива