Trouble Borrowed

from by Frances Smith

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Once I had none of my own
but I went searching for a loan
I could have stayed on Lover's Lane
but I just had to find some pain

Oh, he was all that I could want
he was the flower in the swamp
his fragile loveliness exposed
but then I moved, position closed

Chorus

Oh. trouble borrowed turns to sorrow
trouble borrowed turns to sorrow
I could have stayed at home
and then I wouldn't be alone

The roads are full of angry thieves
who steal the meaning from the leaves
who see the sunset not the moon
who wake the demons with their tunes

I was the seller who bet too high
flexed her wings and tried to fly
and he was sweet, was sweet,
was sweet, was sweet
but I went fighting on the streets

Repeat Chorus

Trouble borrowed turns to sorrow
trouble borrowed turns to sorrow
turns to sorrow
turns to sorrow


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from Saint Unknown, released November 27, 2016

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