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• Artiste: Jane Austen Argument (The)
• Titre: Phoenix
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I need to find a little solitude, my love in which to catch alight my breath I need to build a little fire in my heart which will spit and spark ‘til my death So I can unfurl the pretty flames that have my arms Which I will raise up to the sky with a twisted smile And I will sing ‘Glory Be’ and inside, whisper ‘help me please’ and shout out ‘Love, love, love’ For eternity Oh what have I become and where is my mother Oh bring me my sticks and spices that I may build this birthing pyre He says I have the soul of the sun but I’m yet to ignite it (I’m yet to invite it) And she says I’m not around anymore but she still tastes the smoke on my tongue But I will unfurl the pretty flames that have my legs And waltz away my flesh and feathers and I will cry tears of glee and I will beg you to save me But I’ll be flying, flying, flying It’s mythical policy Just give me a thousand years, my love I’ll meet you by the ashes