Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: FishНазвание : Another Murder of a DayДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : progressive rock rock scottish progressive marillion Видео:
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She dreams china white behind her eyes of china blue Her future wrapped in velvet and her memories wrapped in warm cotton wool And the coffee grounds Are burying the hours that she killed In another murder of a day Her patience starts to crumble Like a rock that turns to sand And time breaks down to seconds When youre waiting on a man Shes checking out the doorway while shes checking out the guy Whose drunk imagination is climbing up the ladder of her silk clad thigh And the cigarettes Are burning up the hours that she killed In another murder of a day Her patience starts to crumble Like a rock that turns to sand And time breaks down to seconds When youre waiting on a man It seems so long since yesterday The time goes by so slow When youre waiting on a man, waiting on a man to show She shivers in a cold sweat that shes trying to ignore As she wraps her shaking fingers round the loose change by the phone She needs him more than shell admit and more than others need to know, She hopes the knots that tie her stomach are only butterflies The time goes by so slow When youre waiting on a man, waiting on a man to show. She prays that no one pays attention As she punches out the call As she fumbles with the number That the panic still doesnt show She prays the lights stay green all night She prays the traffic doesnt slow And the knots that tie her stomach are only butterflies Only butterflies, fly by every day While your waiting on a man, waiting on a man to show There he stands behind the door She reaches for her coat to go And she wanders away in a dream She wanders away to a dream As she threads her way home through the neon washed alleyways She flirts with the shadows and skirts round the victims Of a night thatll sleep through the day That casts out its refugees and throws out its debris She turns the key in a lock to a fairy tale world That she guards with her ghosts of faithful familiars Who attend to her shrine in a patchwork cathedral Observing the ritual with silent compassion and prayers On the candlelit edges of a tightening circle She arranges the photographs faded and yellowing Memories left of her friends and her family Respectfully turned to the wall She turns up the sound on a second hand radio And drowns out the noise of the world that she lives in Her conscience her witness her life is her courtroom And the man she left waiting Is waiting to murder a day (written by tony banks and fish, from the 1991 album still by tony banks, virgin, tcv 2658) | Похожие исполнители:
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