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• Artiste: mary in the junkyard
• Titre: Marble Arch
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I remember staring at your hands and your silver rings Those precious moments, I wish I noticed things Shouted here last spring when fear was nibbling So I held my next of kin It's cold in the city's light I miss the cold of the city's light And it's been three months since we last spoke Because you never pick up the phone I scream at the deadness of the dialling tone And I cry and I decided that it's best if I leave you alone Da-da-da-da, da-da-da, ah Will your mother wash your mouth out With the soap that she made for you? Ah, ah, ah And my head is on the ground now But my feet they dont know what to do Ah, ah, ah Will your mother wash your mouth out With the soap that she made for you? Ah, ah, ah Da-da-da-da, ah, da-da-da But I missed you when you went away You got eaten up by the city and the dust and the smoke and the rain And I know that you're trying to stay afloat in the little boat that you made Don't feel ashamed, I do the same, don't push me away And it's been three months since we last spoke Because you never pick up the phone I scream at the deadness of the dialling tone And I cry and I decided that it's best if I leave you alone Da-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da Will your mother wash your mouth out With the soap that she made for you? Ah, ah, ah And my head is on the ground now But my feet they dont know what to do Ah, ah, ah Will your mother wash your mouth out With the soap that she made for you? Ah, ah, ah Da-da-da-da, ah, da-da-da But I remember lying in When your flooring groaned by the open door You were kind and I was small To me, you stood so tall Now you're passing me a smoke and as I look into your eyes I think about how brave you are and strange you are You're making your way in the big city You're reading a lot and you're trying to save humanity And there are people who will treat you shitty But we'll never stop spinning, with you I know I'd never be alone Da-da-da-da-da-da, ah-ah Will your mother wash your mouth out With the soap that she made for you? Ah, ah, ah Will your mother wash your mouth out With the soap that she made for you? Ah, ah, ah Will your mother wash your mouth out With the soap that she made for you? Ah, ah, da-da-da-da, ah, da-da-da, da-da-da