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• Artiste: Heather Christian & The Arbornauts
• Titre: New Things
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It's enough Just to seed the plow and hear it there while crackling the rough Like his chin on the craggy pond And it's done I'm my mothers only child I always fall on the one Still we're all taught to listen hard You're a map Bridging packages of lonely things I've felt on the lap All the same you're a stranger here You're a kite It's regretful when I loop you up and flake you to flight There's no way I can keep you here And it rings like a bell far from my home Understand, under white wings And he speaks and the swell echoes through the phone And he's naut if not new things