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Free of Hope Video (MV)




Performed By: Indigo Girls
Length: 5:43
Written by: VIC CHESNUTT




Indigo Girls - Free of Hope Lyrics




Bricks are dirty, lakes are dead the family dog is madbaby brother's science
Beakers are all broken now the yard peacocks are all sad board games are
Boring may they rot on the shelf
Big brother's at Columbia University quote
Unquote he's tanning beaver pelts subtle as a billboard oh so refined smoking
Through my chimney burning up this life of mine free of hope, free of the
Past thank you God of nothing I'm free at last free of hope, free of the
Past thank you God of nothing I'm free at last I'm free at last ... a chip on
The shoulder usually means there's wood up above but no many at this shiny oblong
Tableis very, very fibrous picnic demographics I'm scorched and cornfedleaning
On the banisterI know it's just another 20, 20 years of sweat making up his
Milkdud mindgnawing on a Charleston Chewooh, look inside his hothouse eyes see
His budding youth free of hope, free of the past thank you God of nothing I'm
Free at last free of hope, free of the past thank you God of nothing I'm free at
Last I'm free at last ...
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Bricks are dirty, lakes are dead the family dog is madbaby brother's science
Beakers are all broken now the yard peacocks are all sad board games are
Boring may they rot on the shelf
Big brother's at Columbia University quote
Unquote he's tanning beaver pelts subtle as a billboard oh so refined smoking
Through my chimney burning up this life of mine free of hope, free of the
Past thank you God of nothing I'm free at last free of hope, free of the
Past thank you God of nothing I'm free at last I'm free at last ... a chip on
The shoulder usually means there's wood up above but no many at this shiny oblong
Tableis very, very fibrous picnic demographics I'm scorched and cornfedleaning
On the banisterI know it's just another 20, 20 years of sweat making up his
Milkdud mindgnawing on a Charleston Chewooh, look inside his hothouse eyes see
His budding youth free of hope, free of the past thank you God of nothing I'm
Free at last free of hope, free of the past thank you God of nothing I'm free at
Last I'm free at last ...
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Writer: VIC CHESNUTT
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