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mercoledì, 16 agosto 2006
"The River" Pj Harvey. and they came to the river
and they came from the road
and he wanted the sun
just to call his own
and they walked on the dirt
and they walked from the road
ëtil they came up close
Throw your pain in the river
To be washed away slow
and we walked without words
and we walked with our lives
two silent birds
circled by
Like our pain in the river
and we followed the river
and we followed the road
and we walked through this land
and we called it a home
but he wanted the sun
and I wanted the whole
and the white light scatters
and the sun sets low
Like the pain in the river
SharpLily
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mercoledì, 16 agosto 2006
"My beautiful leah" Pj Harvey. Did you see her walking? She was always so needing She only had nightmares Did she come around here, Sir? It never leaves my mind
Did she come around here, sir?
Black hair, brown eyes
My beautiful leah
Said "I have no-one"
Even as I held her
She went out looking for someone
Looking for someone
And her sadness never lifted
And slowly over the years
Her lovely face twisted
I swear you would remember
Black hair, brown eyes
Late september
October, November, December
The last words she said
If I don't find it this time
Then I'm better off dead.
SharpLily
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