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• Artiste: Hip Hatchet
• Titre: When I Sing For Strangers
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The Poor ships that we sailed in those seas of sheets harbored in the passing safety of each others teeth white like lies that couldn't hurt clasping on my back don't forget me when you leave but don't let me hold you back But how could i forget your hair that's grown longer since you left I smell it still in the cotton waves of other women's beds The bodies I borrow for a night have never felt less right reminders of you as they glide into slumber by my side Her face fits fine in the cinder of my hateful dirty palms I used to wash my hands at night before I'd sing you songs When i sing for strangers my voice is weak and young I think of your house out in the woods and the words that you forced from your lungs But how could i forget your hair that's grown longer since you left I smell it still in the cotton waves of other women's beds The bodies I borrow for a night have never felt less right reminders of you as they glide into slumber by my side