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• Artiste: Max Buskohl
• Titre: Sidewalk Conversation
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Some fingers catch every splinter Complaining 'bout the heat in the summer And the cold of the winter Too many hearts have been afraid Running out of nice things to say Empty, dark and bitter And I ask myself "where does it all come from?" I hear the sidewalk conversation I feel the anger letting go So forgive the implication Of a smile, when I say hello Some people don't know when to quit Lighting fires with the words they spit Stirring up disasters Is it a wound or a burden inside Like insecurity or stubborn pride That drowns their laughter? And I ask myself "where does it all come from?" I hear the sidewalk conversation I feel the anger letting go So forgive the implication Of a smile, when I say hello I hear the sidewalk conversation I feel the anger letting go So forgive the implication Of a smile, when I say hello