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• Artiste: Fugitives (The)
• Titre: All This Trouble
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All this trouble in the world, let it come, let it come All this trouble in the world, let it come, let it come The child in the playground pushed too far up in the swing Chasing the life partner who will never wear the ring The song that you cherish but the notes too high to sing All our problems away The same old god with a hundred different names Elevator music while the holding collar waits The flaking painting outlived by its frame All our problems away All this trouble in the world, let it come, let it come All this trouble in the world, let it come, let it come Prisoners without cities, cities without space Space without its visitors and people without place Places without bodies and bodies without grace, yeah All our problems away The growth spurt in the dance shoes, the blisters on your feet Every narrow darkly lit street Prayin for the cold in the summer, for winter in the heat All our problems away It is the softness of our skins against the sharp edge of a knife The regiments of day verses the pleasures of the night It is the certainty of death and the passion for this life All our problems away All this trouble in the world, let it come, let it come All this trouble in the world, let it come, let it come All this trouble in the world, let it come, let it come All this trouble in the world, let it come, let it come