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• Artiste: Joe Brooks
• Titre: Palm Trees Or Lost Souls
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City of stars that hide through the night Pity the dogs left out in the moonlight Talk about God and the weather is fine, just fine The taste of ambition is bitter and sweet It sings in a dream and then sleeps on a street It's there in the eyes of the people you meet all the time, all the time This is the place where all of the fallen and the forsaken never move on You've lost the race if you're feet fail you in the city of angels Wings don't grow on palm trees or lost souls The city of songs that burn holes in your heart Pity the ones that don't know where to start out They walk without hope as the ocean rolls by Lies on the tongues and the mouths of the men Who deny us the chance to live as we planned Freedom feels good if only freedom were mine, all mine This is the place where all of the fallen and the forsaken never move on You've lost the race if you're feet fail you in the city of angels Wings don't grow on palm trees or lost souls There's no in between here You either whisper or scream here And if you say you feel at home you know You're missing somewhere else This is the place where all of the fallen and the forsaken never move on You've lost the race if you're feet fail you in the city of angels Wings don't grow This is the place where all of the fallen and the forsaken never move on You've lost the race if you're feet fail you in the city of angels Wings don't grow on palm trees or lost souls On palm trees or lost souls On palm trees or lost souls (Thanks to Jaime for these lyrics)