Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
“Blink your eyes and you’ll miss me”, she said
“My life’s only as long as this thrift store dress
I’ve been [traveling] [ ] last night, I dreamt I was dead
I’m a firefly [smeared] across a child’s forehead
The marquee swallowed all the words I wanted to say
When you see a sunset, find a horse and ride away”
It’s vertigo
All the blackbirds know
It’s vertigo
I just crashed the window
You start in the dirt, but it’s the sky you want to scratch
To get out of this town, you have to climb the past
I listen to love songs on the gas pump radio
A good man is hard to find, a bad one’s even harder to get rid of
This town is full of jukebox chills and jailed house wives
Together they could sure burn that [candle] from both sides
Will someone [ ] get me [ ] dead, [ ] all alone on a Saturday
When you and I shoot trouble, I fly away
It’s vertigo
All the blackbirds know
It’s vertigo
I just crashed the window
Start a backyard trash fire and say a little prayer
Turn a new leaf over, cut off your old hair
I’m an awful good dancer, who want to buy me a beer?
Don’t tread on me mister, but don't forget that I’m the heir
The world is always moving so you might as well leave
Well I've got [Ginger Rodgers], million dollar [ ]
But it’s vertigo
All the blackbirds know
It’s vertigo
I just crashed the window
It’s vertigo
I just crashed the window
It’s vertigo
All the blackbirds know
You start in the dirt, but it’s the sky you want to scratch
To get out of this town, you have to climb the past