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• Artiste: Porridge Radio
• Titre: Pieces Of Heaven
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I drive into the suburbs where fairytales end Sit in silence for hours as it rattles around inside Over the worst of it, into the solitude Find out the parts that still sing in the night All the pieces of heaven are home for the week Places I'm never going, words I'll never speak to you I hate you, sparrow, for the things that you'll never do A tiring way to show love if it's true You've got something inside and it's weighing you down To see it just turn around or try to live without love I feel you at night in thе wind as it passes by The cold on my inner thigh, an achе deep inside Open the window and watch you fly out then And leave when you want and come back when it's over Into the worst and hold on for dear life Yes, sparrow I hate you, the things that you'll never do The fear that you carry through, the way that I loved you Emerge into solitude Oh sparrow, you coward The pain that you put me through Grown tired of waiting, I'm tired of wanting you Grown tired of waiting and tired of wanting you Grown tired of waiting and tired of wanting you Grown tired of waiting and tired of wanting you