The Hour Grows Late Songtext
von Yo La Tengo
The Hour Grows Late Songtext
As he fired up the drum machine
He stole a glance at the empty seats
He took a minute to retune his guitar
As the hour grew late
I wanna send this out to Richie Vey
In his thrift-store corner of the world
His soul is my cheap laugh
As the hour grows late
He stole a glance at the empty seats
He took a minute to retune his guitar
As the hour grew late
I wanna send this out to Richie Vey
In his thrift-store corner of the world
His soul is my cheap laugh
As the hour grows late
Writer(s): James George Mcnew, Ira David Kaplan, Georgia Mia Hubley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
