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• Artiste: Dark Side Cowboys
• Titre: Black Debonair
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Black Debonair Black Debonair Through the mist of my eyes And the raining of tears Under dark skies Nothing looks so easy Than the hardest things to do And nothing looks so hard Than the easy words to say Turning round and round, round, round I found myself in a bar With a girl at my side And she said "Give me a whiskey And a gingerale at the side" At her side I was sitting for hours Just staring at her sunny shine face She was, Easy come Hard to hold, Easy go The pavement my feet walks upon Is filled with cracks Some day I might fall Through Tous jours, oui Tous jours, Tous jours Voul avez vu l'enfant De violence You look at a picture of Me in my youth and it still affects me Nothing really matters and Noone really cares I was looking for her eyes But I searched too far In a passion of warm colours I swept away and told her: "You're like smooth Like eyes and lips You're like dreaming Like nice and trips" But nothing really mattered and She really didn't care It rained all night And hailed all day And I ran out of light Just as I threw my matches away Promising salvation I kissed her pale flaking lips I took two not very deep Breaths, then Threw myself into oblivion Despite the promises I suddenly, when it all Ended up, found myself At the edge of the water Under the dark skies And everything was gone...