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• Artiste: Wolf In A Spacesuit
• Titre: Bark Of A Cedar
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I run with all the water of the ocean And seas evaporate to run with me An Egret the color of emotion Instead I can't leave my bed, so I listen, listen, listen Never been to New York City, London, Paris, France Or the currency exchange I don't care what the going rate is But I can taste blood on the air from miles away And I don't care what my mother's maiden name is It manifests as an itch on my face Wasn't explained to me at all They were radio waves And now your satellites are holding your words in place No hope if Michael's music never healed the human race Leave me alone (but is that really what you're saying there?) I don't know (and that's a card accepted everywhere) And I keep telling myself oh there's nothing there I keep telling myself oh there's nothing there Come rest against the bark of a cedar No motion so nobody sees her A nest to protect us our methods failed but nature never left us I don't know what I'm thinking about most of the time How much is hunger and how much is mind? Has everyone else lost their minds? I don't know what I'm thinking about most of the time