- Votes:
- Composers:
- Grubin
- Benjamin
 
- Genres:
- Folk
- Indie
 
- Tags:
- alternative
- american
- how very dylanesque
 
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Hockey - Four Holy Photos lyrics
Hold up a picture of a highway
 And a picture of a home
 And a picture of some money
 And a picture of some bones
 All together, all in a row
 But out of all those pictures
 You'll only notice one
 But it's really not important
 No, it's no more than a fortune
 It just shows what doors are open
 If you're looking at the home
 Well, your feet are scared
 You're looking at the road
 You're gonna feel restless for a while
 Yes, for a while, for a while
 If you're looking at the money
 Well, you benefit from the army
 You're looking the bones
 Well, you got some silly reasons in their eyes
 Yes, in their eyes, in their eyes
 This the song, this the song
 The song of four holy photos
 They never look into their own eyes
 It's the second closest you'll get
 There's settlement of foreigners
 In a land that they can't see
 Where the birds are always singing
 And the water runs clean
 But all these thingsHockey - Four Holy Photos - http://motolyrics.com/hockey/four-holy-photos-lyrics.html
 Told them nothing
 There's a makeshift church
 And there's a hand that pulls a rope
 And the rope swings the bells
 As they ring into the trees
 And make an echo
 And it never stops
 Well, so I hung up those pictures
 In their foraminous place
 Where their mood is a little nervous
 But they felt they had a reason enough to stay
 So they stayed
 And no one when they looked
 Could even see the bones at all
 The leaders took the money
 And the others took the color of the road
 Yes, and the home
 And no one argued
 It was one of them who did
 And he spoke on what he saw
 And ruined his reputation
 He was labeled as a misfit
 Ah, you know
 That's just what saints get sometimes
 This the song, this the song
 The song of four holy photos
 They never look into their own eyes
 It's the second closest you'll get
















