Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Leave Franklin Street
Where we all used to sleep
Some nights I swore
There were angels at the door
My soul they came to keep
Leave Franklin Street
Where we all used to meet
Some nights I swore
I heard voices in the floor
They said, "Boy, don't you weep."