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• Artiste: Pentatonix
• Titre: Come Along
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Come along, catch a Heffalump Sit with me on a muddy clump We'll sing a song of days gone by Run along now, don't be glum Get you gone, now, have some fun Don't be long, for the end is nigh Don't let moments pass along And waste before your eyes March with me and the borogoves Come with me and the slithy toves And never ask us why Come, come, come, come, come along now Run away from the hum-drum We'll go to a place that is safe from Greed, anger and boredom We'll dance and sing till sundown And feast with abandon We'll sleep when the morning comes And we'll rise by the sound of the birdsongs We'll be here when the world slows down And the sunbeams fade away Keeping time by a pendulum As the fabric starts to fray There's no such thing as time to kill Nor time to throw away Come, come, come, come, come along now Run away from the hum-drum We'll go to a place that is safe from Greed, anger and boredom We'll dance and sing till sundown And feast with abandon We'll sleep when the morning comes And we'll rise by the sound of the birdsongs Come with me, catch a rare type specimen Cuddle up with a hesitant skeleton We'll break our fast with friends Once we're fed, we shall disappear rapidly Many moons to the west of here and happily Our journey never ends Shut your ears when sirens sing Tie armbands to your feet Listen up and you won't go wrong again Float along on a verse-less song and then Get to where the two ends meet Come, come, come, come, come along now Run away from the hum-drum We'll go to a place that is safe from Greed, anger and boredom We'll dance and sing till sundown And feast with abandon We'll sleep when the morning comes And we'll rise by the sound of the birdsongs