Nobody Plays Here Anymore

04:38
Eric Corne

Lyrics

santa davis - drums
carl byron - hammond b3 organ, clavinet
danny frankel - percussion
eric corne - vocals, guitars, bass

when you wake in the morning
throw the covers from your bed
and you pick yourself up off it
shake the cobwebs out your head
now you've run yourself half ragged
look like you've been left for dead
and you're moving in circles
just the dog that pulls the sled

see myself in the mirror
of what i once knew as your eye
marbled by the tear
of what has become your eye

you've a taste in your mouth now
so it's natural you want more
like the beautiful south
agents guide you to my door
but your eyes they've become heavy now
and your feet so tired and sore
so you pray i take you in now
before you fall down at my door

see myself in the mirror
of what i once knew as your eye
marbled by the tear
of what has become your eye

say you're happy for me
am i even happy
some of us are happiest when we're down
don't try to catch me

see myself in the mirror
of what i once knew as your eye
marbled by the tear
of what has become your eye

will i take you with me
not even sure i'll make it there
i know you miss your life here
like a child you just want to play
but nobody plays here
but nobody plays here
but nobody plays here...anymore

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