Jim Bruno

Jim Bruno

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Folk - Americana | San Francisco, California, United States
Total Song Plays: 4,337   
Member Since: 2005
   Last Login: over 30 days ago

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Song Description

A song about unavoidable heartache.


The gypsy in the Mission
On the Feast of All the Saints
Used her intuition
To reach a state of grace

She told us of the summer
And the coming of the storm
She really had our number
She'd seen it all before

Oh Marie
She could only see what she could see
It's not up to me to set you free
You don't even know me anymore

The fog's outside by my window
Quiet as a thief
There is no way in though
Much to my relief

No note was on the table
No slamming of the door
I did was I was able
I can do no more


For a 1000 nights
In a 1000 ways
Little by little
It slipped away
So don't go thinking
The sun will always shine

I can't walk upon the water
But I can climb a wall
I may be out of order
You can make that call

Got my finger on the trigger
My hand upon my heart
It's up to me to figure
What I'll blow apart

Chorus x2

Song Length
Folk - Americana, Country - Americana

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Lyric Credits Jim Bruno
Music Credits Jim Bruno
Producer Credits Jim Bruno
Publisher Credits Jimmy Bruno Music (BMI)
Performance Credits Jim Bruno and Band
Label Credits Split Level Records