Morning Hollow
by Sparklehorse
From the album: It's a Wonderful Life
Track 14 of 14 on It's a Wonderful Life (2001).
Duration: 07:24
Lyrics for Morning Hollow
In the silver morning hollow Trembling and getting old Smelling burnt oil of Heaven 'Bout ten years too big to hold She don't get up when I come into the room She don't run through the fields anymore Built a fire in the kitchen Made her bed by the stove Took a walk to the graveyard But she didn't want to go She don't worry all them murders of crows Even though they was always out of reach She don't get up when I come into the room She don't run through the fields anymore