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• Artiste: Bloc Party
• Titre: Of Things Yet To Come
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That year I lost a lot of friends They span away, not to return It was for the best The party stalls, the embrace ends You don't pick up when I come to your town Am I best left in the past? So I make a space for things to flow I trim my leaves in search of growth I’m okay with it There I go, making a show Of myself again I'm still wedded to the idea that you Are still there again Somewhere underneath You were a good man You were the best The pills don't cure, they keep at bay Instead of black, my days are grey (You were a good man) So I put my faith in what’s to come For it's the thing you would have done (You were the best) If I couldn't have it all, I wanted nothing If I couldn't have the depths of you There I go, making a show Of myself again I'm still wedded to the idea that you Are still there again Somewhere underneath You were a good man You were the best Now you're less than a memory You're an echo now, faint facsimile You said hope is something you give yourself But it's not the same I don’t know how to get over you Of things yet to come Of things yet to come Of things yet to come Of things yet to come