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Standing off outta my devastation
Waiting for the end of my daily vacation
Sleeping in a cab with a funny vibration
I know the system of flirtation
You said “I’m sorry bout the things
We swore we’d do”
And had you understood,
Only had you understood :
I’m a boy in your heaven
You’re the whore at my station
And crossing to crossing
I’m a Christian in your bed now.
Soundly you’re dedicating elegance away
I don’t think it’s the time you loose
You’re just passing me away, maybe
Lovers and cats are the same when it’s to play
When all is set, well I love you when you’re wet
Oh well.
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Oh, Perfect Morning
04:13
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We were spinning there forever
Moving there and after
You were kissing me like mellow
Breaking in the barrow
With dozens silences and flaming
Every one so stunning
And now, we’re looking out for food
Looking out for food.
And we’ll be soon
And we’ll be soon
Two hundred millions miles
Went to my
Went to my
To the secrets and hopes in your mind
(And still my stomach pains as we are walking back.)
We were animals with laughter
Over all and after
Inside the ice cream was melting and melting and girl
We were making love until 6
Watching at the Twin Peaks
Till all the morning’s away
No way, no way
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Sabrina
02:23
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Wake up in the highest part of the city I know
Counting all the miles above, we will never go home
Run away, take away, should we do, should we say the time is a little long
So I won’t be waiting for, anymore, you to swear, things you swore, I would never be that strong
I never asked you why, why, why
Everything’s so high, high, high
I’ll never be friend, with, the girl who smelt of rain, rain, rain.
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Miles
03:33
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Despite the miles in your bed between the bodies you laid
You made a fast run of your life.
And in the morning when the golden dust around
Your face will fly and fall, you come
And get soft
There is a small pride that you’ve lost.
You need the layer and the pillows getting warm
To feel that love is fucking cold.
You’ve got a daily moan
A whisper down
You are of muscle skin and bones
You will break the handle in a cry
I don’t know where the sun goes by, but I know
Despite the crying around, within the treasure you found
You made a fast run of your life
And in the light that staid till the lovers day
There is enough for once or twice.
What does your pain seem, when you send it away?
I don’t know if love is the accurate way
But I’ll follow it.
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Any Joan of Arc
04:46
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You’re the question mark
The amusement park
You’re the trial of
Any Joan of Arc.
And I never told you (how lovely we’d be)
Icicles melt too (in an ocean of gin)
We fell from the bike, torn the dress you liked in this summer new.
You’re the meadowlark
Hopping in the park
You’re the burning of
Any Joan of Arc.
Don’t go, don’t go, don’t go,
Stay inside, stay inside.
I know that the secrets that you hold
Maybe they are never to be told.
A faraway bark
In the winter dark
You’re the inner voice
Of any Joan of Arc
And the silence you see (is the silence you love)
You shall count on me (for there’s no god above)
You would leave at noon, walk along the flume, under cherry trees.
And a sudden spark
Lightning in the dark
For the burning of
Any Joan of Arc.
Don’t go, don’t go, don’t go,
Stay inside, stay inside.
I know that the secrets that you hold
Maybe they are never to be told.
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