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• Artiste: Meursault
• Titre: A Small Stretch of Land
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It's a beautiful way to get lost All you need is a bottle and a few nagging thoughts And a strong sense of all you ever wanted And the strength to hold it to your chest as you kill it off Oh, the road it will light up and guide you home To a place as unfamiliar to you as a soul There is nothing left now not to understand And you were lost on such a small stretch of land She was all that your heart did demand And you fueled its ambition as you followed every plan And you took leave of any common sense Hoping that this doubt inside of you would soon be laid to rest And as your heart forever settles in her hands Where you feel a resignation that you never could have planned There is nothing left now not to understand And you were lost on such a small stretch of land When you lay down When you let go Was it all that you came to expect? Was it all that you've ever known? Well these are just three ways to drown So come on tie the weight onto your feet and let it drag you down To the bottom of the warm and calming sea All wrapped up in your cowardice is such a way to be And the storm that's overhead will carry on As you tie yourself you don't recall asking to be born There is nothing left now not to understand And you were lost on such a small stretch of land You were lost on such a small stretch of land