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Артист: White LiesНазвание : From The Stars Back To Our CitiesДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : indie rock british indie post-punk alternative Видео:
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He took the time out to be seen. His eyes kept glancing to the hour hand on the gold watch, that he'd been given by a magazine. He didn't cry when the priest gave the sermon, Just pulled up the woolen collar on his fleece. Crossed his arms, gave a sigh and checked the time again, As he sat inches from the wife of the deceased. He catches raindrops on his window, it reminds him how he falls, From the stars back to our cities, where we've never felt so small Rain drops from his window making puddles in his hands, He thinks how quick the water's rising as another raindrop lands He took a chauffeur driven car back to his hotel, Passing through the sick streets where he was born He said "Driver, what's happened to these buildings? They all look run down and so alone." He took a shower in the bathroom of his penthouse, Put the Do not Disturb on his door When the maid came in the morning She found him shivering on the bedroom floor He catches raindrops on his window, it reminds him how he falls, From the stars back to our cities, where we've never felt so small Rain drops from his window making puddles in his hands, He thinks how quick the water's rising as another raindrop lands He catches raindrops on his window, it reminds him how he falls, From the stars back to our cities, where we've never felt so small Rain drops from his window making puddles in his hands, He thinks how quick the water's rising as another raindrop lands | Похожие исполнители:
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