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Pigeons Lyrics

Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go
Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go
Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go
Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go
Kicking on the edge of town counting all the pigeons down
Walking in the steps of men, I have the feeling they're not breathing
She's shaking like a rattle, sneaking out
The hour's still waiting for the room to fall in
Watching the time unwind

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday comes
Sunday comes, we go, Saturday, Saturday, we go
Kicking on the edge of town cnting all the pigeons down
Walking in the steps of men, I have the feeling they're not bleeding
Laughing like a right-loon slavering at the silvery moon
Waiting for the room to fall in
Waiting for him to come

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday comes
Sunday comes, we go, Saturday, Saturday, we go

She is still not still is not still
He is here and not here at all
Cold grey morning, waking in his room she goes
Crawling out the window, climbing up the crooked stairs
Above the ceiling leaning tracing pigeons turning circles in the morning sky
I don't know why, you don't just fly away, fly away, fly away

Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go
Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go
Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go
(I don't know why, you don't just fly away, away, away, away)
Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go
(I don't know why, you don't just fly away, away, away, away) we go
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