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Anna Tivel – Minneapolis lyrics
Turn out the light, let’s be still for awhile
Let the wind blow in with the rain
A change in the season, a tangle of sheets
And the heat pipe half broken again
I watch you watching, the headlights, you’re lost in
A country i cannot find
They pass on the ceiling, a strobe in slow motion
Alive in the cracks of the blinds
Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis
A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone
Something lost and something won
Try to remember, the heat of the summer
The salt and the steam on the road
Driving for hours to sit at the water
Make love on a pile of our clothes
But something has shifted, a wind in the branches
The cold coming in like a drug
Curled like two questions, a couple of dancers
Alone in our separate thoughts
Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis
A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone
Something lost and something won
Something lost and something won
Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis
A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone
Something lost and something won
Something lost and something won
Something lost and something won
Disappearing, now we’re gone
Let the wind blow in with the rain
A change in the season, a tangle of sheets
And the heat pipe half broken again
I watch you watching, the headlights, you’re lost in
A country i cannot find
They pass on the ceiling, a strobe in slow motion
Alive in the cracks of the blinds
Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis
A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone
Something lost and something won
Try to remember, the heat of the summer
The salt and the steam on the road
Driving for hours to sit at the water
Make love on a pile of our clothes
But something has shifted, a wind in the branches
The cold coming in like a drug
Curled like two questions, a couple of dancers
Alone in our separate thoughts
Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis
A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone
Something lost and something won
Something lost and something won
Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis
A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone
Something lost and something won
Something lost and something won
Something lost and something won
Disappearing, now we’re gone
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