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• Artiste: Prides
• Titre: The Kite String And The Anchor Rope
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I think of us lately all dressed to the nines I think of us lying in silk and in white I think of us breathing, breathing in time We are the beaters that drum in the night And the silence comes And you can't help but sigh We exhale when the battle is won You exhale and the thread is undone You're the forest each side of the road You're the swimmer with pockets of stones Oh, to me you are the kite string and the anchor rope I think of us leaving to some warmer climes Walking out into the cold, empty tide I think of us dancing, oh dancing all night And walking home later and later at night You're falling to sleep for the very last time It's so nice to see the look in your eyes And the people they beg to see you again So put on your shoes and take off from your mind And the silence comes And you can't help but sigh We exhale when the battle is won You exhale and the thread is undone You're the forest each side of the road You're the swimmer with pockets of stones Oh, to me you are the kite string and the anchor rope The kite string and the anchor rope The kite string and the anchor rope The kite string and the anchor rope