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• Artiste: Triffids (The)
• Titre: Lonely Stretch
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I took a wrong turn off of an unmarked track I did seven miles I couldn't find my way back Hit a lonely stretch, must be losing my touch, I was out of my depth Land was so flat, could well have been ocean No distinguishing feature in any direction I took her down inch-by-inch to the floor And I pointed her nose through a crack in the door Fingering my sliver St Cristopher and saving my empty shells for her When night closed in up around my neck My high beam dug deep into the black And a shiver broke out up and down my back Yes a shiver broke out up and down my back Well I could have been mistaken But I swear that I caught something in my headlights on that cold night, without another living thing in sight Without another living soul in sight I sing Sha Ia, sha Ia Ia I hit a lonely stretch Oh baby I was wrong I was wrong from the start You could die out here from a broken heart We were two wrongs we were married at birth And together make up one ugly flaming bird Heck I pumped it and then I moved up into third Could have sworn you were shining right there on the verge I never should have let you out of my sight I never should have let that precious spirit escape And I sing, to myself, I sing, to myself I was wrong, wrong from the start You could die out here from a broken heart We were two wrongs, we were married at birth And together make up an ugly flaming bird Now my memorys shot I've got a bad technique Could be driving in circles till the end of the week But my vision is strong, and my vision is true Look out now! I'll be so good for you! Well ..... Theres a spot on a map, its just a tiny dot That's where my sweetie lives, you know that means a lot I think of her sitting in the afternoon sun Sitting and drinking and having fun. I took a wrong turn, I took a wrong turn I hit a lonely stretch Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Guide me back to the bosom of Abraham So high can't get over it, so low can't get under it, So wide can't get around it, I took a wrong turn, etc.