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• Artiste: Julia Stone
• Titre: Horse With The Wings
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The horse with the wings never turned up for the party And I wonder how long 'til he comes looking for me So I wait in the room by the river and I watch the world go by And I hear a girl cry and I notice the sound it comes from my own mouth And I hear your words. "What have I done now?" I look to the floor and you look to the hallway And you say, "I'm sorry for whatever it is and I feel myself groan 'Cause I know I've lived a life with you here for years now And the scratching of the metal as you're putting on the kettle Makes my skin crawl and I feel small" The birds slip through the cracks in the glass And there's blood on the floor When will this day break? When will my heart ache? When will this day break? When will I find my place? Don't talk to me like I'm a shell you found Don't talk to me like I'm a shell you found On the beach and you put to your ear to hear how Clear I sound, you say, "Sing me a song" Like I've nothing better to do than sing songs for you You hang me on the wall so I'm taller than before And I feel like I might fall but I don't I hang there quietly watching the life we lead Like it's a prize I could never win, a sea I could never swim When will this day break? When will my heart ache? When will this day break? When will I find my place?