 Glass palace lyrics ( Walkabouts )   
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Artist : Walkabouts
Song : Glass palace
A crooked road on a country mile
The widow walks from a letter found
A crooked road on a country mile
(and) ties her hands in knots and chokes her
disbelief
The widow walks from a letter found
(that) what’s done is done and it’s dine for
good
(and) ties her hands in knots and chokes her
disbelief
(that) what’s done is done and it’s dine for
good
Afterwards
Aftershocks in afterhours
Afterwards
The truth it blurs
Aftershocks in afterhours
O glass palace
The truth it blurs
O glass palace
O glass palace
O glass palace
Cleaned his guns for those who dug his grave
The bullets flew, his luck it finally came
Cleaned his guns for those who dug his grave
That crooked road was long and he would never see
it
The bullets flew, his luck it finally came
Crawled in a ditch and then he almost prayed
That crooked road was long and he would never see
it
Crawled in a ditch and then he almost prayed
Afterwards
Aftershocks in afterhours
Afterwards
The truth it blurs
Aftershocks in afterhours
O glass palace
The truth it blurs
O glass palace
O glass palace
Heard it all
O glass palace
I heard it shatter
Heard it all
I heard it shatter
Afterwards
Aftershocks in afterhours
Afterwards
The truth it blurs
Aftershocks in afterhours
O glass palace
The truth it blurs
O glass palace
O glass palace
Heard it all
O glass palace
I heard it shatter
Heard it all
I heard it shatter
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