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Artiste: August Faint
Titre: In The Key Of Hope

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I'm tired and thirsty,
So give me something to drink,
I've been walking all morning,
Trying to leave them all behind,
Staying alive from the seaweed,
And the hope for something new,
Someone so unlike you.
So sing me a song,
In the key of hope,
With all your pretty words,
And all your pretty lines,
And come back with,
Your pretty wings,
That twitch in your pretty spine,
And shine your light on me.

Friends stay for awhile,
And they'll share their silver smiles,
and then they're gone,
and they never return,
No matter how much you beg,
No matter how much you plead,
And you will spend everynight,
For the rest of your life,
Praying for their safe return.

You'll sing the saddest songs,
And you'll write the saddest words,
You'll play the saddest chords,
And sing your songs to the birds,
In your yard,
That you watch all morning,
And all afternoon,
Until the sun dies down over the mountain.

Friends stay for awhile,
And they'll share their silver smiles,
and then they're gone,
and they never return,
No matter how much you beg,
No matter how much you plead,
And you will spend everynight,
For the rest of your life,
Praying for their safe return.

So sit and stay awhile, while I grow old and thin,
I didn't tell you then, but I guess I'll tell you now,
That I need you more than I need my own skin,
And I didn't mean to put you in danger,
But when and why did you turn into a stranger?

Friends stay for awhile,
And they'll share their silver smiles,
and then they're gone,
and they never return,
No matter how much you beg,
No matter how much you plead,
And you will spend everynight,
For the rest of your life,
Praying for their safe return.

There was a girl standing at the top of our street,
With blood in her eyes, and no shoes on her feet,
And she was singing, in the key of hope, 
In the key of hope for me.