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• Artiste: Paul Dempsey
• Titre: Bird in a Basement
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Hey living thing, buy me a drink and drive me out to the airport give me two hundred dollars and say the best thing anyone's ever said if you steal every word from your grandmother's purse and lay them out on the dash board we'll be fine... we'll be fine. Hey living thing, if you're turning in I'll wake you when something changes then I'll ring all the bells again and you'll spill champagne in my shoes We'll make rose-coloured smoke from bad horoscopes, confetti from news pages and you'll be mine... you'll be mine. and the same heart attack will keep feeding back right under the street skipping every other beat (Hey living thing, let me in to the world you live in) Hey living thing, you've waited for it for billions counting backwards like a dog on a fire escape, like a bird in a basement Now release your breath from its paper bag and no matter what you hear if green lights should rain down tonight it means tomorrow's another year The same heart attack will keep feeding back right under the street skipping every other beat Hey living thing, you're breathing again you're breathing again Hey living thing, you're breathing again you're breathing again Hey living thing, you're breathing again you're breathing again