Emiliana Torrini - Next Time Around |
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Next Time Around
Emiliana Torrini Then came question and it was about time The answer came back and it was alone The house it was built by so men in around But water ??? came on his talented son Who wrote me a dialogue set to two Always you told me of being loved Except for the stories about God and you Do you still live there, in Bufallo They put up the walls, no more to say Nobody stopped to ask why it was done The stream was too far and the rains to high So into the city the river did rise Because of the architect the building's felt all I wish I was somewhere but not in this town Smothered and drowned all the seeds that you sowed Maybe the ocean next time around I seem to remember the face and the name But if it's not you I don't care I know of changes, but nothing will change you To see(?) all the sailor, who sings in his laugh Then I'll turn and he won't be there, Dusky black windows to light the dark stair Candles will nod in the musty air Oh, with the flames for as many as the years |
