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Lyrics for St. Matthew by Monkees:
| | | Artist: | Monkees |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | St. Matthew | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 98 | | | | Lyrics: | By Michael Nesmith
She walks around on brass rings that never touch her feet.
She
speaks in conversations that never are complete.
And looking over past things that she has never
done
She calls herself St. Matthew, when she is on the run.
She stoops down to gather
partly shattered men
And knows that when it's over it will start again.
Both the times she
smiled it was a portrait of the sun.
She calls herself St. Matthew, when she is on the
run.
Part of it is loneliness and knowing how steal.
But most if it is weariness from
standing up, trying not to kneel.
She discovered three new ways that she could help the
dead.
Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you what she said.
Then standing in a
landslide she suddenly becomes
A girl that's named St. Matthew, when she is on the
run.
Part of it is loneliness and knowing how steal.
But most if it is weariness from
standing up, trying not to kneel.
She discovered three new ways that she could help the
dead.
Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you what she said.
Then standing in a
landslide she suddenly becomes
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