What's Broken Lyrics
| Song | What's Broken |
| Artist | David Crosby |
| Album | Croz |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Looking out on a buzzing city | |
| Molecules go flying by | |
| Standing here is a very lost disciple | |
| How could it be that angels lie | |
| They lie . . . | |
| Speaking out in a frozen language | |
| You try to keep that heat inside | |
| Every face is a masterpiece of lonely | |
| And every breath is rarified | |
| Who wants to see an abandoned soul | |
| Who wants to try and open it | |
| Who wants know what desperate is | |
| Who wants to buy what’s broken | |
| Dodging kindness like golden arrows | |
| Shading treasure from uncivil eyes | |
| Tunnels steaming with the breath of a dragon | |
| Cathedrals warming to the sunrise | |
| Who wants to see an abandoned soul | |
| Who wants to try and open it | |
| Who wants know what desperate is | |
| Who wants to buy what’s broken | |
| Looking out on a buzzing city | |
| Molecules go flying by | |
| Standing here is a very lost disciple | |
| How could it be that angels lie |
| Looking out on a buzzing city | |
| Molecules go flying by | |
| Standing here is a very lost disciple | |
| How could it be that angels lie | |
| They lie . . . | |
| Speaking out in a frozen language | |
| You try to keep that heat inside | |
| Every face is a masterpiece of lonely | |
| And every breath is rarified | |
| Who wants to see an abandoned soul | |
| Who wants to try and open it | |
| Who wants know what desperate is | |
| Who wants to buy what' s broken | |
| Dodging kindness like golden arrows | |
| Shading treasure from uncivil eyes | |
| Tunnels steaming with the breath of a dragon | |
| Cathedrals warming to the sunrise | |
| Who wants to see an abandoned soul | |
| Who wants to try and open it | |
| Who wants know what desperate is | |
| Who wants to buy what' s broken | |
| Looking out on a buzzing city | |
| Molecules go flying by | |
| Standing here is a very lost disciple | |
| How could it be that angels lie |
| Looking out on a buzzing city | |
| Molecules go flying by | |
| Standing here is a very lost disciple | |
| How could it be that angels lie | |
| They lie . . . | |
| Speaking out in a frozen language | |
| You try to keep that heat inside | |
| Every face is a masterpiece of lonely | |
| And every breath is rarified | |
| Who wants to see an abandoned soul | |
| Who wants to try and open it | |
| Who wants know what desperate is | |
| Who wants to buy what' s broken | |
| Dodging kindness like golden arrows | |
| Shading treasure from uncivil eyes | |
| Tunnels steaming with the breath of a dragon | |
| Cathedrals warming to the sunrise | |
| Who wants to see an abandoned soul | |
| Who wants to try and open it | |
| Who wants know what desperate is | |
| Who wants to buy what' s broken | |
| Looking out on a buzzing city | |
| Molecules go flying by | |
| Standing here is a very lost disciple | |
| How could it be that angels lie |
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