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• Artiste: Black Mountain
• Titre: Wilderness Heart
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Children play softly around the explosions Tearing up shrapnel, wrapped up in clothing And I am left waiting for the doctor to sell Ten thousand one hundreths, it's all just a blur Tear at the sheets but there's no one alive The static rings true and your head can't survive Alone in your castle on the 54th floor Can't you hear me calling your name? Yet, the hardest truth to believe That all is worth, and all that is gained Could never replace the most beautiful things That brought you so close to my heart Oh, heaven's the place where you're no longer waiting For someone to say that this day turned to poison Roses won't make her feel better tonight Now look what you've done to the sky Brassy like queens, mad men in corsets Paul is waiting for someone to get bent Chasing the arrows, they swoon while they fly Can't you hear me calling your name? Yet, the hardest truth to believe That all is worth, and all that is gained Could never replace the most beautiful things That brought you so close to my heart People wandering the same damn old plains Waiting for wisdom to shout out their names But never exchanging a look or a thrill Would shoot you straight dead in the heart Of beautiful moments Lastly, we sing to the senses of order A mother lay waiting for children to comfort That the sky belittered with radiant hearts Waiting to guide you back home