New Coats Lyrics

Saintseneca New Coats

New coats waiting on the snow to fall
You soak up what little bit of this gift you can and roll your sleeves up

And sorry piano players hunt and punch their songs along a working instrument
The loose tooth grin shines back at them
And I've never heard the song
But I'm pretty sure I know how it ends

I was waiting on a warmer winter

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