Manifest Street Songtext
von Tobin Sprout

Something to do
Stared at you
And prayed for this
For days and days
The planters that do
Recorded you
To sit by
A big white gate
A big white house
Sitting on the Earth with a view


The glow of your cigarette ash thus flew
Something to do
Was raised and grew
On Manifest Street
In a treasure chest
The dreams you′ve kept
Up on the universe
The tears of love explode
Rain down, rain down
Something to do