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• Artiste: Tom Schecter
• Titre: Love Letters to Proserpina
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I have waited impatient on your return I have tossed and turned, every step you take And the sun goes down now, and the dance turns over And it deepens every line on this long face I imagine you now as you were before And I know in my soul you have not changed Do you know me now as I stand apart Waiting on a ghost to prove me, saying, Do you wait impatient on my return? Do you toss and turn, every step I take? When the night is darkest and the dance turns over And it deepens every line on this long face And the worst of every nightmare that I have known Is the thought of a stranger picking up your phone I asked to hear your voice but the man says no And I'm short another quarter 'fore I let go And every time I wake out of that bad dream I'm convinced for a moment you've abandoned me Or perhaps you don't exist in the first place Either way I can't make myself think straight, anymore Will you follow me down, down this black hole? Will you disappear if I turn my head? And will your sound be the last to go That has been with me since first we met Do you wait impatient on my return? Do you toss and turn, every step I take? When the night is darkest and the dance turns over And it deepens every line on this long face And there's a map of the world drawn on my mug And I wonder how I ever got here so young A little bit mean and a little bit drunk And to keep from cursing everyone I bite my tongue When I come awake into this bad dream I smile at the thought of what your name might be And I hope against hope you'll be here tonight I leave the door open and wait for you inside Still I wait impatient on your return Still I toss and turn, every step you take And the door's still open, and you're still nowhere And we have to put this off for one more day Yeah, the sun comes up now, and the dance turns over And it deepens every line on this long face