Reproducciones
0
Popularidad
82
Tiempo desde su lanzamiento
4.7 meses
Fecha de estreno: 04/07/2024
Tempo
81
BPM
Compás
3/4
Tonalidad
Sol mayor
Duración
3:54
Camelot
9B
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Vídeo
Letra
You took a train to the south-side of Boston
You showed me where your old man stayed
Took twenty-eight years of blood I was lost in
To feel loved on my own birthday
And I always felt like I was in-between
Something like home and somewhere far away
But tonight on the West side in a bar out in Brooklyn
I saw tears outline your face
♪
How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week
But you're all grown now
There's smoke seepin' out of your bloody teeth
But you're home somehow
♪
And I'll be upstairs with the guitar I was given
When I was barely fourteen
When did McGlinchey's get so crowded?
And why are the crowds so damn green?
I lost my mind on the streets of the city
And maybe I lost all hope too
Took 28 years of blood pumping through me
To get to this evening with you
♪
How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week
But we're all grown now
There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street
But we're home somehow
♪
How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week
And we're all grown now
There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street
But we're home somehow
♪
You took a train to the south-side of Boston
You showed me where your whole heart stayed
Took 28 years of blood pumpin' through me
To feel loved on my own birthday
Características de 28
0.52
Energía
0.23
Acústica
0.49
Bailable
0.00
Instrumental
0.07
Directo
-6.89
Volumen
0.03
Hablado
0.43
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