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• Artiste: Marika Hackman
• Titre: Let Me In
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Oh let me in, the air out here is think and I've grown thin Been choking on the wind, retching through my skin Coughing up love that tastes like spring, green and starved of oxygen I could be the light Blaze my own damn trail and you'll follow To a cruel, hard heartland I'm a cruel, hard heartland Grey charcoal blue stretched across the sky This lonely moon leaves footprints in my shoes Wonders through my bed, strokes my paper face and calms my head Speaking silent words with hands instead She could be the light Help me base a trail and they'll follow To a cruel, hard heartland I'm a cruel, hard heartland I'm a cruel, hard heartland To the east I raise my cup Rise at dawn and make me [?] Beat life again [?] I chanced into the lake to hide my tears, conceal my salty fears Heaving on the grass, gasping at the air, the sky went dark The fire broke upon, we slept at last When the embers die They'll not take your hand and lead you there To a cruel, hard heartland I'm a cruel, hard heartland