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• Artiste: Frank Black And The Catholics
• Titre: Valentine And Garuda
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I have a flask but I do not have the wine I have a suit but I do not have a dime Oh pity me Garuda I don't where to begin I had a love and she called me Valentine I walk alone on streets below these peaks Of stone that block the sky My hands have lost their grip through fingers slipped The rarest ever damselfly I had a love and she was always true I had a drink yes I gambled then she flew Oh pity me Garuda And turn my hands into wings I'm coming back to the station I am due My eyes are small and dark My pigeon heart is pumping blood so fast I fly above the earth for what it's worth I search for love lost in the past Quotes: "I go hiking by a Hindi temple. I'm not Hindi, but I dig the 'no shoes' thing, taking the shoes off...walk around...chill...pick up on the vibes. Valentine...she's with me." - Frank Black, on stage in Cambridge, MA, May 31, 2003