20 Years Of Snow Lyrics - Begin To Hope - Regina Spektor

He's a wounded animal 

He lives in a matchbox 

He's a wounded animal 

And he's been coming around here 

He's a dying breed 

He's a dying breed 

His daughter is 20 years of snow falling 

She's 20 years of strangers looking into each other's eyes 

She's 20 years of clean 

She never truly hated anyone or anything 

She's a dying breed 

She's a dying breed 

She says I'd prefer the moss 

I'd prefer the mouth 

A baby of the swamps 

A baby of the south 

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I'm 20 years of clean 

And I never truly hated anyone or anything 

20 years of clean 

20 years of clean 

But I got to get me out of here 

This place is full of dirty old men 

And the navigators with their mappy maps 

And moldy heads and pissing on sugarcubes 

I got to get me out of here 

This place is full of dirty old men 

And the navigators with their mappy maps 

And moldy heads and pissing on sugarcubes 

While you stare at your boots 

And the words float out like holograms 

And the words float out like holograms 

And the words float out like holograms 

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They say, feel the waltz, feel the waltz 

Come on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz 

Feel the waltz, feel the waltz 

Come on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz