Buried, Like a Dream
from
American Hotel
by
The Brook Lee Catastrophe
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What if it weren't too late
For running 'cross the Golden Gate
Planning through Castro streets
Of falling upon my knees
What if these crowded sheets
Buried the past up neat
Washing away when clean
Me falling upon my knees
What if you changed your mind
Just in the nick of time
Buried it like a dream
Me falling upon my knees
What if your sun won't shine?
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American Hotel
, released 17 July 2010
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blues
folk
new weird america
rock
Long Beach
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American Hotel
Jul 2010
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