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• Artiste: Signals Midwest
• Titre: Setting Suns, Settling Sons
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I spent the night out on the pier last evening Held my tongue and concentrated on breathing Staying reserved can be so difficult I'd skip town but it's not that simple It's blurred, so scratched and clouded The definition of “individual” We're all just players in a big production Everybody's looking for something I closed my eyes and ran in any direction Over kingdoms made of stone and steel & through crowded intersections And as the lights turned from red to green I heard “hey man, you gotta go!” I don't know exactly what you mean but would you mind if I still said “no” We are the ones that got away We are the light in every youthful smile We are the thieves and the liars and the sinners of our day Breathe deep 'cause the sky goes on for miles.