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• Artiste: Rufus Wainwright
• Titre: 11:11
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Woke up this morning at 11:11 Woke up this morning and it wasnt in heaven Those are the reason 'bout Where I was sleeping but I was alive I was alive Woke up this morning at 11:11 John was half-naked and Lulu was crying Those are the babies That'll (or that dont) let me go crazy But I was alive And till the end of this world, We'll all load in a dump truck of human 11:11 What else can I do, What else can I do Woke up this morning and Something was burning Realized that everything really Does happen in my lifetime Thoughts were of characters And afternoons lying with you And you were alive Ohh, the hours we are seperate 11:11 is the precious time we wasted So pack up your bleeding heart And put away your posies I don't want to have a drink Or play ring around the rosie with you Oh no, no Ohh, the hours we are seperate 11:11 is the precious time we wasted So let the blind fight the blind and see, As the fall take over summer Bringing the lattice roses And as winter brings the spring rain And to the end of this world, We'll all load in a dump truck of human 11:11