"Mercy Street" as written by Benedikt Bohm and Silvia Ryder....
I hear your shoes sigh on the floor
You’re drunk on rum poached agony
Love’s a sheet with cigarette burns
Countless lessons never learned

I pour my thoughts in a coffee cup, yeah
Then I watch my fame go down the drain
I sit back and I put up my feet, yeah
While you’re still searching for Mercy Street

box me in a jeweled bin
In the backyard of your heart
Never know what you will gain
Chocolate stains or stomach pain

I found Jesus in a coffee cup, yeah
But now my fame goes down the drain
I sit back and I put up my feet, yeah
While you’re still searching for Mercy Street

you read Hesse and I think wine
Hope you have a real good time
And you say that you have tried
Trashy smiles and cardboard lies

I hear your shoes sigh on the floor
You’re drunk on rum poached agony
Love’s a sheet with cigarette burns
Countless lessons never learned


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"Mercy Street" as written by Silvia Ryder Benedikt Bohm

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