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• Artiste: Megan Slankard
• Titre: Flying Backwards
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I set down my fairy tales I tipped my glass over on the bed Somehow somebody laughed Though it was only me and my mess Somewhere somebody Sang a pretty little lullaby I pulled down the window blinds In the fair face of a tolkien sky I couldn't sleep tonight As if I didn't know that 'cause I was there The last cries of a distant party Died in the arms of the midnight air I'm flying backwards To the beat of my speeding heart Flying backwards In the rhythm of my own guitar It smells like rain and a raspberry bouquet It smells like my 10 gauge guitar strings I play And I saw two shooting stars Collide into this crazy conversation Guess it's really all we had to say I'm flying backwards Doesn't seem to get me very far I'm flying backwards And I feel I've already done this part Already done this part The rockin' chair teased me With a clever shadow of somebody called “you” So I got up and knocked it over Went to kill my sorrows In another passion fruit ice cream scoop You said “I know you couldn't sleep tonight” As if I didn't know that 'cause I was there And a huge ball of consequence unwound itself in a dream Of a dreamer Then some pup started up a choir And sang a song to the moon stuck in a spiral spider web I picked up my leather bound imagination And I put my head down on the bed The walls started to whisper A pretty little lullaby I shut my eyes and closed the cover down On the fair face of a tolkien sky I'm flying backwards To the beat of my speeding heart I'm flying backwards in the rhythm of your guitars I'm flying backwards Doesn't seem to get me very far I'm flying backwards And I feel I've already done this part Already done this part