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Southern Star - Gregory Alan Isakov
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Southern Star Gregory Alan Isakov

Southern Star - Gregory Alan Isakov
[Verse 1]
Oh my drunken southern star
How you tried to hide in darkness
Slipped from orbit
Now you’re dangerously close

[Verse 2]
Come out, come out
From all your hiding out
We’ll dig in our heels
Salute the battlefields
Where our broken hearts were born, oh

[Chorus]
And the storm clouds are thirsty
I can see them bursting, watch them gathering light
And the walls in the bedroom now are pounding out
Were we broken open baby, maybe just a crack
Swore I heard you whisper that you preferred us like that, oh

[Verse 3]
My broken open child
Were we thirsty, thorned with wild eyes
Still, we are slaves to the sirens of the salty sea
Oh, oh, oh, oh
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