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• Artiste: A Weather
• Titre: Lay Me Down
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Your umbrella, is fighting hard against the strong gale, Blowing off of the Atlantic, shuddering around your brown hair. It's courageous, when it's spokes start bending, trying not to go inside out, trying just to do it's duty, to keep your hair dry and your shoulders. And you can see a lot of great, alive things and know it means, something much more, than being alive. And you can see one girl hurt three people, in a half a week, and forgive her. You can find the strength, to let her sleep here. It's nothing doing, I've been much worse. I've mated ice cubes down my shirt. And then a warm fear (?), to dry the puddle on my belly. I have no problems, I have no right to be so tired. I slept all night and I'm exhausted. Did you have to be so strong? Did, you have to be, so strong? (Did you have to be so strong?) And Jesus, just between you and me, I'm sick from the pressure box, and faces, I thought I'd forgot, If you could help me, that would mean a lot. Tucking back your hair. Right behind your ear. Like it belongs there. Like it should live there. Like it has a home there. To keep out of your face. To keep it out of your sight. Lay, lay me down, like a stone. Raise me, and raise me up, like new breath. Lay, lay me down, like a stone. Raise me up (raise me up) like new bread. And it's no fun, standing here like a snowman, trapped inside a cloudy snow-globe, waiting for someone to shake me. And I can't sleep, when I know I'm gonna wake up, it's better not to know about stuff waiting for you in the morning. So, I push my hands under the mattress, like I'm searching for, something secret that I've hidden there. Why should we rely so much on new things, to replace the old, and strong light from the giant hand that warmed us, as we went to sleep? Tucking back your hair, right behind your ear. Like it belongs there. Like it should live there. Like it has a home there. To keep it out of your view. To keep it out of your sight. Lay, lay me down, like a stone. Raise me up, (raise me up) like new breath. Lay, lay me down, like a stone. Raise me up, (raise me up) like new bread.