Maybe I am wrong, but it don't seem to make sense to build up a higher and higher fence. There's something you once held close, but it's far away. When
That night he left You know the moon disappeared And the sun hasn't shined since then And all the stars seemed dull that night Except for one And that
: (Gillian Welch/David Rawlings) I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day
Blue Monday how I hate Blue Monday Got to work like a slave all day Here come Tuesday, oh hard Tuesday I'm so tired got no time to play Here come Wednesday
(Gillian Welch/David Rawlings) I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that
