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• Artiste: Liars
• Titre: Perpetual Village
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Time proceeds towards what has been a well known road A known road, a known road If I could see what couldn't be I know I wouldn't run No I won't, I won't Time it speeds into itself, I've known it all along I'm so old, I am old Endless monotony dulls all alternatives Life is long, way too long This kind disease could run its course This time will be a whole brand new rout This comforts all that ached before I might just start to believe in trust This kind disease, a new scapegote For my time to leave. New to all unknown. Time proceeds towards what has been a worn and well known course I won't run, I won't run Find in me what couldn't be I wrote it on a note A new world, a new home Poor estimation of life I'm watching you They form a line, to test my pride I'm a one dream, one pitch sound I'm aware Of your appeal And I'm burning up Yeah I'm burning up All my wondering's done And I'm burning up I am burning up I eat what I kill, waste not My reasons might have holes All my wondering's done Likely they will kill me for my reasons and my wants I will clear a path I will leave a path This kind disease won't kill me yet The chimes will ring with or without wind Make light of me, a laugh, or speech A longer line to feed my pride I'm a one dream, one pitch sound I'm aware Of your appeal And I'm burning up Yeah I'm burning up All my wondering's done And I'm burning up I am burning up