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• Artiste: Pickering Pick
• Titre: Emily
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Emily is tired–seven hours on a skateboard going east Headed up with no sleep A fog is rolling in and Emily is tired Swimming in the pools of promises she knows she can't keep And she tells herself that this is temporary Turns her head as she rumbles past her old street And the sky is like a blanket Hills are ragged edges and the air is sweet That should keep you going That should hold you there Maybe this will cheer you, Emily Someone around here can Stepping off a train, suddenly she is back again Nobody is here now She thinks maybe she oughta find a hotel and book a room Then she never really knew how And the buildings are the same The walls of glass, the neon signs across the bridge here But Emily sees dogs and snakes Hey Emily, come 'ere, smell your fear Just what now is needed? Just to hold you there Maybe this will cheer you, Emily No one has it fair No one noticed when she hit the ground Sometimes evening is a lonely place Could anybody even understand the thoughts That sit and moan behind that face And Emily's been here for years Preyed upon, ignored, abused, and now erased Old maids and orphans, fools and princes wait for Emily Be amazed Cause in the end they couldn't Even hold you there And maybe this will cheer you, Emily You're missing everywhere Oh Emily, missing everywhere Oh Emily, missing everywhere