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• Artiste: Brian Fallon
• Titre: Goodnight, Irene
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Darling it's so dark in this house Except for this light, my slow candle burning. I know you're somewhere, I always did feel it. I got a new song You might never hear. Goodnight Irene, I got your trouble, I read your letters, You sent like a bomb. And when you're gone, We're all gonna miss you, you're perfume like cigarettes and the sea. My name that you always wore like grief. Goodnight Irene. I grew up kind of lonesome, the saint of the sinners The voice of the dogs, you find in the rain So I just keep working, I'll just keep driving Nobody writes the blues anymore Goodnight Irene, I got your trouble and I read your letters You sent like a bomb. And when you're gone We're all gonna miss you, you're perfume like cigarettes and the sea. My name that you always wore like grief. And in my mind there is a dream where the telephone rang Just before the ring took a vow and bend in her hand In her closet where white dresses hang Where eyes declaring war, Goodnight Irene.