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• Artiste: moor hound
• Titre: Mule Songs
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At your old church on a Sunday Sitting quiet and alone Across the room a young believer Who'd made those walls his second home A glance in your direction Gave you a place in his mind The start of a hopeless quest to hold your hand Never-ending in the hopes that he might His first year at your old school Brought him a pleasant surprise A seat next to you How you controlled his mind And even though his heart sank The day the teacher moved you across the room He walked with you down the hall everyday “I don't want to be bothersome, I just like talking to you” Now it's a couple years later You came back into the scene Still a smart, unique girl Still as pretty as can be After a while he eventually Told you what was on his heart Although the corresponding expressions Were pretty clear from the start Then came the day You two spent the evening together A nervous yet relentless kid With his arm across your shoulder But this occasion was requested By an unrepentant fool As stubborn a college sophomore As he was in high school