Around Here
Counting Crows
Around Here
Hey, what's up
this is a really great song,and a really great band.
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step out the front door like a ghost into a fog where no one notices the
contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you, angels get a better view of the crumbling
difference between wrong and right.
I walk in the air, between the rain, through myself and back again where
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I dont know.
mariah says shes dying, through the door i hear her crying why, i dont know.
'round here, we always stand up straight.
thats it! the whole song is the same as that...enjoy.