[ar:Gregory Alan Isakov]
[al:This Empty Northern Hemisphere]
[ti：Big Black Car - Original]
[00:08]you were a phonograph, i was a kid
[00:13]i sat with an ear close, just listening
[00:17]i was there when the rain tapped her way down you face
[00:22]you were a miracle…i was just holdin’ your space
[00:34]well time has a way of throwing it all in your face
[00:39]the past, she is haunted, the future is laced
[00:44]heartbreak, ya know, drives a big black car
[00:48]swear i was in the back seat, just minding my own
[01:01]and through the glass, the corn crows come like rain
[01:07]they won’t stay, they won’t stay
[01:12]for too long now
[01:15]this could be all that we know..
[01:20]of love and all.
[01:24]well you were a dancer, i was a rag
[01:29]the song in my head, well was all that i had
[01:34]hope was a letter i never could send
[01:38]love was a country we couldn’t defend.
[01:51]and through the carnival we watch them go round and round
[02:00]all we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns
[02:10]well you were a magazine, i was a plane jane
[02:15]just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain
[02:20]love to just get into one of your stories
[02:24]just me and all of my plane jane glory
[02:32]just me and all of my plane jane glory