Hawksley Workman - Don't Be Crushed Lyrics








Hawksley Workman Lyrics

Don't Be Crushed Lyrics


You�re where all the poets go
You�re where all the ashes blow
You�re the kind of maker that makes the whole world come true
My baby she�s inside me now
I made her a place to settle down
It�s close to my heart
She likes the sound
Its twenty minutes out of town

Shoreline water breaking fast
In New York city, low on cash
Another week and you�ll be back
And you�ll be saying home at last
But don�t act broken
Even when you�re broken

Its just one of those things
Thank god you�re timeless
Cause my watch got stolen
It�s the good stuff that you bring
Don�t be crushed

This city will always bug you baby
I know for me it does the same
It�s pretty I suppose from inside a plane
That�s heading for another place
So wave and blow me one more kiss
You�re a dead-eye baby
You never miss
There�s not much else as sweet as this
I waved so hard I broke my wrist
But don�t act broken
Even when you�re broken

Its just one of those things
Thank god you�re timeless
Cause my watch got stolen
It�s the good stuff that you bring
don�t be crushed

Don�t be crushed




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