Home Groan – Notre Dame

Home Groan – Notre Dame Lyrics

Artist: Home Groan
Song: Notre Dame

If I could see my final hour
If I could give myself away
If I was handsome on the morning
Of my final day

Old sage Martin’s
Got a mystery in this field
Notre Dame is on his mind
And all the singers that have

Sung inside her walls
Moistered their lips off her wine
So I just hold this line forever
I’ve got nothing more to lose

I’ve left no fruits in this garden
None left unbloomed
Old sage Martin’s
Got a mystery in this field

Notre Dame is on his mind
And all the singers that have
Sung inside her walls
Moisterеd their lips off her wine

All thе live I’ve hoped to make
Wasting time in sacred soil
Testify, you’re looking great
Have your memories been spoiled?

Must admit, I’m kinda lame
So, are you messing with my mind?
Why you messing with my mind?
All the months are filled with sorrow

Weary nuns teaching young boys
About the sacrifice expected…
Not to enjoy
Old sage Martin’s

Got a mystery in this field
Notre Dame is on his mind
And all the singers that have
Sung inside her walls

Moistered their lips off her wine
Old sage Martin’s
Got a mystery in this field
Notre Dame is on his mind

And all the singers that have
Sung inside her walls
Moistered their lips off her wine
{Outro〉

In ye old place
On this Earth, we’re doomed
As long as I’m doing it with you
Reach for that blanket

Lie down on the floor
Do you have any idea
What’s in store?
Remember, down on the beach

Sleeping kids in reach
With your father at the door
I’m falling out
Ending up in war

I’ve got a notion
You drifted off in motion
Got enough time to learn
And loved to kill
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Release Year: 1999