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Текст песни The Postcard
This is a postcard
Saying Im alright in this beautiful city
This is a phone call
Saying, yes, I am sleeping alone here
But the telephone lines are cut
My hands cant hold the paper
You are on my mind
Nobody knows your name here,
Except when the moon is out
And then they toss in their sleep
Crying out for you to take them
But me I cannot sleep,
I cannot dream,
My heart is shattered
You are on my mind
Once seven colors used to make a man blind
And now we are like birds stuck in barbed wire
Precise, like sunrise
A child just like any other
Made of the bones of the earth
Fragile and deathless
Yes, Im alright
Im a church,
And Im burning down
You are on my mind...
Дата: 25.07.11 1:22
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