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• Artiste: Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever
• Titre: The Cool Change
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Hello, old friend, are you back again? I can hear your rings on the pavement Nice to see you keep up appearances But must you bang so hard on my basement? All your plants are dead, balance in the red But you always paid your way, better not to say at all After Collingwood, saw you as you were Shot for Hollywood, draped in dirty fur This town was not big enough for the one of you Doors were too narrow and the chill wind blew Felt it in your bones, rolled away the stone You wrote again in the Northern autumn But when you laid me down, sweet and slow My heart won't fight it Stone cold, flyin' like a hawk Skywards In the city of dreamers, there were so many like you Snowflakes meltin' in the perma-sun, bands on the run It was warm at night, but cold inside you Though it never rains, sometimes hurricane With you in the eye of them, they'd all whisper your hair But when you laid me down, sweet and slow My heart won't fight it Stone cold, flyin' like a hawk Skywards I called you the cool change 'Cause when you darken the doorway Someone's laugh was about to get clouded But not me, though I was the one who thought that sun shined From your eyes when you smiled You were the chosen boy And you chose to ride the wind But when you laid me down, sweet and slow My heart won't fight it Stone cold, flyin' like a hawk Skywards