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• Artiste: Jason Isbell
• Titre: 24 Frames
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This is how you make yourself vanish into nothing And this is how you make yourself worthy of the love that she Gave to you back when you didn't own a beautiful thing This is how you make yourself call your mother And this is how you make yourself closer to your brother And remember him back when he was small enough to help you sing You thought God was an architect, now you know He's something like a pipe bomb ready to blow And everything you built that's all for show goes up in flames In 24 frames This is how you see yourself floating on the ceiling And this is how you help her when her heart stops beating What happened to the part of you that noticed every changing wind This is how you talk to her when no one else is listening And this is how you help her when the muse goes missing You vanish so she can go drowning in a dream again You thought God was an architect, now you know He's something like a pipe bomb ready to blow And everything you built that's all for show goes up in flames In 24 frames You thought God was an architect, now you know He's sitting in a black car ready to go You made some new friends after the show But you'll forget their names In 24 frames In 24 frames (Thanks to Mick Dickson for these lyrics)