I leapt across three or four beds into your arms Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm Nada Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape.It's taken magic to a primitive new placeWatch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic We hunched together in one chair out on the deck In snow that froze and fell down on the modern setIt looked as if I picked your name out of a hat es Next thing you know you are asleep in someone's lapWatch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroicWe quit the roomQuit so our thoughts could rest Rest them, I'll never move?That's when we grab a hold lo Of whatever it is we fell into que Lousy with your content With what the majestic cannot find parece In business of your lives The perception, it is wrong, mile after mile The phantom taste drinking wine ser from your heels We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show.
jueves, abril 06, 2006
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The New Pornographers
I leapt across three or four beds into your arms Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm Nada Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape.It's taken magic to a primitive new placeWatch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic We hunched together in one chair out on the deck In snow that froze and fell down on the modern setIt looked as if I picked your name out of a hat es Next thing you know you are asleep in someone's lapWatch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroicWe quit the roomQuit so our thoughts could rest Rest them, I'll never move?That's when we grab a hold lo Of whatever it is we fell into que Lousy with your content With what the majestic cannot find parece In business of your lives The perception, it is wrong, mile after mile The phantom taste drinking wine ser from your heels We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show.
I leapt across three or four beds into your arms Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm Nada Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape.It's taken magic to a primitive new placeWatch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic We hunched together in one chair out on the deck In snow that froze and fell down on the modern setIt looked as if I picked your name out of a hat es Next thing you know you are asleep in someone's lapWatch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroicWe quit the roomQuit so our thoughts could rest Rest them, I'll never move?That's when we grab a hold lo Of whatever it is we fell into que Lousy with your content With what the majestic cannot find parece In business of your lives The perception, it is wrong, mile after mile The phantom taste drinking wine ser from your heels We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show.
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