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Создан: 11.06.2005
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Понедельник, 13 Июня 2005 г. 20:26 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - Tori Amos - Wednesday
Настроение сейчас - i don't even care

Вместо инфляций и профицитов сижу и разучиваю отличную песенку Тори Амос "Wednesday"....

Nothing here to fear i'm just sitting around being foolish when there is work to be done
Just a hang-up call and the quiet breathing of our persian we call cajun on a wednesday

So we go from year to year with secrets we've been keeping
Though you say you're not a templar man
Seems as if we're circling for very different reasons
But one day the eagle has to land

Out past the fountain a left by the station
I start the day in the usual way
Then think "well why not" and stop for a coffee
And begin to recall things that you say

No one's at the door you suggest a ghost perhaps a phantom i agree with this in part
Something is with us i can't put my finger on is thumbalina size 10 on a wednesday

So we go from year to year with secrets we've been keeping
Though you say you're not a templar man
You tell me to cheer up you suspect we're oddly even
Even still the eagle has to land

Out past the fountain a left by the station
I start the day in the usual way
Then think "well why not" and stop for a coffee
Then begin to recall things that you say

Pluck up the courage and snap it's gone again
I can start humming "when doves cry"
Can someone help me, I think that i'm lost here
Lost in a place called America...

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