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Artiste:
Of Montreal
Titre:
Sleeping In The Beetle Bug
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Sleeping in the beetle bug With a hundred pounds of air in my heart. Don't think that I'm able to sympathize, I'm happier to see it gone. Floating above your house like a penguin Dropping cherries from my mouth. Tapping the walnuts and the shadows out of a dreaming Pair of brown eyed ghosts. In each of your eyes, I saw it's spring, Where every mouth wakes up to a smile and a yawn. Grass is long and laughs when the wind jumps through it. It must have started with that stick in the mud. That there's where clouds are born. Clouds can't stay where they are born. Winds push them so far from home. The sound of your laughter Tiptoeing across the floor makes the deepest of red umbrellas able to inflate my smile. In each of your eyes, I saw it's spring, Where every mouth wakes up to a smile and a yawn. Grass is long and laughs when the wind jumps through it