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• Artiste: Slip (The)
• Titre: Airplane / Primitive
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It's the day before the rest of my life And I feel like Dylan Thomas Says my muse if you stay I'll go If I'm not lying I'm not being honest It'd be the death of me to keep her pace And my bride I haven't even laid eyes on But my ghosts they come to me these days My companions from the day I was born Airplane primitive Saw it and thought it was some kind of bird It landed, he made up his mind Can't, can't live Airplane primitive Saw it and thought it was some kind of bird It landed, he made up his mind Can't live knowing that there's some other world Well come with me on one last run Then I swear I'll join you in the sun Airplane primitive Saw it and thought it was some kind of bird It landed, he made up his mind Can't live knowing that there's some other world Where men fly up in the sky Strapped himself to the wing for a one way ride And in the air, above a cloud There his soul stayed when his body fell down. Airplane primitive Saw it and thought it was some kind of bird It landed, he made up his mind Can't live knowing that there's some other world Where men fly up in the sky Strapped himself to the wing for a one way ride And in the air, above the clouds There his soul stayed when his body fell down