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• Artiste: Gene Clark
• Titre: My Marie
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My Marie (Clark/Robinson)I saw you down in the undergroundWith a knight in tarnished armor,You looked a little harder,But there was softness in your smileThe magic spell you weave so wellStill lives in me unbroken,My love for you unspoken,And it's been there all the whileI can't believe it's really you, my MarieHave you finally realized where you want to beI've known all the timeSomewhere down the line,You were meant to be with me, MarieThe last I 've heard, your painted word,Lived with canvas dancers,Who asked you for no answers,To the questions you denyYou bring the darkened walls to lightWhile the city rolls in slumber,Reflecting what you remember,From the ages you've survivedI can believe it's really you, my MarieHave you finally realized where you want to beI've known for sometimesSomewhere down the line,You were meant to be with me, MarieYour brush it swirls, through worlds now lost,To wars of greed and passionAnd to the few that do surviveThere is no satisfactionThe angry sons who pound the drumsOf dogma and religionKnow nothing of your visionThat true love never diesI've plundered through a fortuneJust to take a beggar's wagesWhile I try to write the pagesOf the book of many lifesI can't believe it's really you, my MarieHave you finally realized where you want to beI've known for some timeSomewhere down the line,You were meant to be with me, MarieSo here we meet, on a one-way street,In this village full of clutterAnd you know that no one knows you fightYou know there is no otherThe mirror of the morningFinds a poet half awakened,With a song that was mistaken,In a dream still in his mindI can't believe it's really you, my MarieHave you finally realized, where you want to beI've known for sometimeSomewhere down the lineYou were meant to be with me, Marie