Terence Trent D’arby – The Birth of Maudie

Breaths by the Shore

But the wind youre defying

Deaths at your door

And you’re not even crying

Be wherever your wrecked Chrysler Chrome

You will find a much nicer home

Maudie my dear

Peddle no more

An accuser said lying

I settled the score

Though a loser for trying

Though I never knew most of her ways

What I knew made most of my days

Maudie my dear

Crossbones & Roses

Are good for the soul

The poets of heaven

You’re soon to behold

Cast cross the fountain

To me while I’m grieving

What is your reason for leaving?

(Back to 1st verse)

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