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• Artiste: Waxahatchee
• Titre: Ruby Falls
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I take flight on borrowed time I was once terrified of heights I say a prayer, I look down and I'm ready to die If you cross over tonight You see beyond the darkest sky You taste the blood as something wild and alive You might light up in a flash You won’t hold onto a flame It's a squalid way to live but it's the rules of the game It ain’t your fault It's just a shame To fall without aim I walk down east seventh street A wistful, wild depravity Iconoclastic, black and white, dusty and sweet I tell this story every time Real love don't follow a straight line It breaks your neck, it builds you a delicate shrine You might mourn all that you wasted That's just part of the haul Tangling up all your good fortune, bearing the heart of the fall You won't break it after all Look at us, man and bride And a grinding sound Faithful to a life underground And when the picture fades the years will make us calm I'll sing a song at your funeral Laid in the Mississippi gulf Or back home at Waxahatchee creek You know you got a friend in me I'm an angler married to the sea