St. Petersburg
Brooke Fraser"St. Petersburg" is a song by Brooke Fraser, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:46 long and contains 45 lines and 231 words.
0:07I want to live in
0:10The element
0:13I've spent my comfort
0:16And common sense
0:19Have not imagened lost innocence
0:25I'll bleed you dry
0:26No I won't pretend
0:31I'll be coming home
0:32But I don't know when
0:41I've felt your fire
0:44I've breathed your air
0:47We turned and twisted
0:50Our bruises bare
0:53I cursed the ground still
0:56I feel you everywhere
0:58In a fickle world
1:00There's no stubborn lung
1:04I can feel your ghost
1:06When will you give up
1:11It's a funny thing I heard of once
1:17The return of the prodigal son
1:34The baby thrilled me
1:37Made me feel love
1:41Flashes of myrrh and flames of wood
1:47I don't feel guilty
1:50Maybe I should
1:52In a fickle world
1:54There's no stubborn lung
1:58I can feel your ghost
2:00When will you give up
2:04It's a funny thing I heard of once
2:11The return of the prodigal son
2:34In a fickle world
2:36There's no stubborn lung
2:40I can feel your ghost
2:42When will you give up
2:46It's a funny thing I heard of once
2:53The return of the prodigal son
3:10I saw the painty St Petersberg
3:16Repressed depiction of a return
3:22I am the oil and pigment mixed
3:28And I know nothing but I know this
3:34I've been lost a long time in my head
3:40I've followed all the signs but I was misled
3:46I'll be coming home but I don't know when
I want to live in The element I've spent my comfort And common sense Have not imagened lost innocence I'll bleed you dry No I won't pretend I'll be coming home But I don't know when I've felt your fire I've breathed your air We turned and twisted Our bruises bare I cursed the ground still I feel you everywhere In a fickle world There's no stubborn lung I can feel your ghost When will you give up It's a funny thing I heard of once The return of the prodigal son The baby thrilled me Made me feel love Flashes of myrrh and flames of wood I don't feel guilty Maybe I should In a fickle world There's no stubborn lung I can feel your ghost When will you give up It's a funny thing I heard of once The return of the prodigal son In a fickle world There's no stubborn lung I can feel your ghost When will you give up It's a funny thing I heard of once The return of the prodigal son I saw the painty St Petersberg Repressed depiction of a return I am the oil and pigment mixed And I know nothing but I know this I've been lost a long time in my head I've followed all the signs but I was misled I'll be coming home but I don't know when
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