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• Artiste: Decemberists (The)
• Titre: We All Die Young
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It was late one night, I was counting out my stitches Waiting by the side of the road I was a long time gone, slipping off my britches Feeling like it's time to go home Yeah, feeling like it's time to go home And in this dream, Will Tecumseh Sherman Glowered at the foot of my bed He was long and lean, he spoke in perfect German And I recorded all that he said Yeah, I recorded all that he said He said: "We all die young We all die young We all die young We all die young" When I woke next day, laying in the lashes Feeling for the hole in my head I was thinking 'bout my dad, thinking 'bout the flashes Of all the bitter things that he said Yeah, all the shitty things that he said He said: "We all die young We all die young We all die young We all die young" And it came to pass when everything had ended The world was just a grubby balloon And I stood up, said "sorry if I've offended" This voice came from the back of the room Yeah, screaming from the back of the room It said: "We all die young We all die young We all die young We all die young" We all die young Will Tecumseh Sherman We all die young Sorry if I've offended We all die young We all die young