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• Artiste: 1984
• Titre: Give It A Name
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Bunch of sherpas now Surround my hill Hungry people climb Very calmly Your fat walls Will fall and all Will melt in the ground Silently drowned My words ain't useless If they're meant for you My arms are modest But remain true For all those days For all those waves That swallowed up in vain Heavens we bore Don't waste your love for me Master of echoes Go orientate the wind Weak and dry But we can try To sing for blind crowds, sound knives, cancer kids I lose the sight, lose the sight for real Now give it a name To this thing you can't fix Drive it to suicide Like the boatman on the styx Tell me what happened Didn't you control your hands There's a sword in lungs There's no breath in brain If sunday skies are still still Ghost host most of the time I feel dim Don't take my silence for a wisdom clue World's to heavy for words I'll mute everything Outside you