Paroles de Sorry, I'm Deaf In Both Ears: Please Talk To My Shovel
it's too late to telljust how long we've been parked here for
the sun has not made up its mind:
to see us off on our way home
or hide behind these clouds
we wake up
fresh to start
thoughts of the past week float through our minds
as we retrace our steps
and the landscape leaves us less to hold on to
laugh, sing and fight
our way across the whole country
this traffic is not quiet enough to think straight
our eyes strain to see through the fog
our lives wait for us
we didn't miss a thing
when we said we'd take this break from ourselves
come next year we will make a new adventure
and not think of it
thoughts of the past week float through our minds
as we retrace our steps
and the landscape leaves us less to hold on to
laugh, sing and fight
our way across the whole country
this traffic is not quiet enough to think straight
our eyes strain to see through the fog
our lives wait for us
we didn't miss a thing
when we said we'd take this break from ourselves
come next year we will make a new adventure
and not think of it
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