Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rose, 1956 , by - Waxahatchee. Song from the album American Weekend, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 11.01.2012
Record label: Don Giovanni
Song language: English
Rose, 1956 |
| Sharp hangover, it is Christmas Eve |
| It fades and evaporates |
| Passing the trains and lakes and trees |
| Your breaths are short and urgent and it is unsettling |
| 'Cause you got married when you were 15 |
| Now I hide out from telephone wires at Waxahatchee Creek |
| Your body, weak from smoke and tar and subsequent disease |
| You got married when you were 15 |
| No miscalculation |
| Each other’s only living means |
| Your arms wane thinner |
| And your legs surrender |
| Sunlight probing, it is Christmas Eve |
| No stitch of shade |
| We pass by lakes and big mimosa trees |
| Your breaths are short and urgent and it is unsettling |
| You got married when you were 15 |