Hyacinth House — Rosewood Country Club lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Rosewood Country Club" by Hyacinth House.

Lyrics

The cigarette strikes your lips
As the horizon’s imploding light
On the terrace a mystic autumn wind
Is playing in your daughter’s hair
She looks like a small Jesus
Eating ice from her painted coupe
She’s glowing like a legend
In her guatemala shoes
Proud to be caught up in your moment,
Proud to wear your name
Now she’s taking demons,
Paying for your songs
Her voice clear as a crystal
Down the streets of fame
Blurry like a vision,
Crazy like a dream
Taking one more step
At the Rosewood Country Club
Her voice clear as a crystal
Down the streets of fame
Blurry like a vision,
Crazy like a dream
In the old paraffin kitchen
At the Rosewood Country Club
Her voice clear as a crystal
Down the streets of fame
Blurry like a vision,
Crazy like a dream
Taking one more step
At the Rosewood Country Club
Her voice clear as a crystal
Down the streets of fame
Blurry like a vision,
Crazy like a dream
Taking one more step
At the Rosewood Country Club