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THE NATIONAL lyrics : "Wake Up Your Saints"

I had a hole in the middle
Where the lightning went through
I told my friends not to worry

My wife would know how to fix it
Hole in the middle
I'm seeing less of you

Now I'm not going anywhere, and I don't know what I'll do

It's easy to lose your grip

It's easy

I never tell my decisions to the ones I adore

I just show up like a Bible-breather outside the door
But when I look in the window
I see girls on TV

Living and dying in LA, and it means nothing to me

It's easy to lose your grip

It's easy
It's easy to lose your grip
It's easy


So I walk through the streets I love
And I'm led to the house I built

And I walk through the streets I love
And I lay in your bed again


Wake up your saints, Jenny, I need them
Jenny, I need them, today
Wake up your saints, Jenny, I need them

Jenny, I need them, today

I didn't have to explain to her that I wasn't dead

She sat me down and lit some colored candles over my head
She said, "You're right it's a living, but you're wrong for the life
You know you never should've listened to my father's advice."


It's easy to lose your grip
It's easy

It's easy to lose your grip
It's easy


So I walk through the streets I love
And I'm led to the house I built
And I walk through the streets I love

And I lay in your bed again

Wake up your saints, Jenny, I need them

Jenny, I need them, today
Wake up your saints, Jenny, I need them
Jenny, I need them, today

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