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• Artiste: David Wilcox
• Titre: Tattered Old Kite
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Tattered old kite Must have been spring when you got flown But there's no leaves in sight Left you there to swing up there alone Tangled in branches, and held by a string That once let you fly in trusted breeze Love floated me, I know the way it feels So I walk on the ice The river is silent as a stone It's the same river twice But the one that we walked into is gone Downstream forever, or so it would seem When the summer rain so deeply flows Love floated me, I know the way it goes I can't work this key Damn thing is jammed or frozen closed It's a strange place to be Trying to pry my own windows But there was a second There was a match that was made There was a key that is warm inside your purse Love opened me, I know how well it works Tattered old kite... I walk on the ice... I can't work this key... To you...and me...