Twelve hours east
On 1-40 unfolding before me
Lost my wallet
On the on-ramp
Had to double back as the sky went black
Wake up to the birds
Oh, what a sound
Welcome to the best part of this town
Where you'll get along with
Every stone you've thrown
In anger
There's a sound you can hear
That thrill, that still
That hummingbird's near
And a crowd at the water
It's cold, it's busy
But life is broader
Wake up to the birds
Oh, what a sound
Welcome to the best part of this town
Where you'll get along with
Every stone you've thrown
In anger
Ian Bowers - Stone's Throw Lyrics
Ian Bowers - Stone's Throw Lyrics
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Twelve hours east
On 1-40 unfolding before me
Lost my wallet
On the on-ramp
Had to double back as the sky went black
Wake up to the birds
Oh, what a sound
Welcome to the best part of this town
Where you'll get along with
Every stone you've thrown
In anger
There's a sound you can hear
That thrill, that still
That hummingbird's near
And a crowd at the water
It's cold, it's busy
But life is broader
Wake up to the birds
Oh, what a sound
Welcome to the best part of this town
Where you'll get along with
Every stone you've thrown
In anger
On 1-40 unfolding before me
Lost my wallet
On the on-ramp
Had to double back as the sky went black
Wake up to the birds
Oh, what a sound
Welcome to the best part of this town
Where you'll get along with
Every stone you've thrown
In anger
There's a sound you can hear
That thrill, that still
That hummingbird's near
And a crowd at the water
It's cold, it's busy
But life is broader
Wake up to the birds
Oh, what a sound
Welcome to the best part of this town
Where you'll get along with
Every stone you've thrown
In anger
Writer: Ian Bowers
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave