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• Artiste: Fred Thomas
• Titre: Wet Like A Cloud
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Give up the ghost, hold me close Sing me the song that you love most The words hang like diamonds with music inside them Colliding in time with your mouth Find me alone Walk me home Show me a world I've not yet known The buildings are breathing They cry when they're sleeping We're hurting their feelings somehow So send an apology made of technology Bricks turn to circuits instead Sing like a microphone Talk like a telephone Watch like a film in your head Bleed like a needle Don't listen to people They only say things so that something gets said Cough like a cigarette Turn like a turnicate Burn like a firetruck red Sleep like a pillow and Wait like a window In winter with snow-covered ledge The birds will return soon To bend round your bedroom While radios talk to the dead And you dream like a bed Dream like a bed Whisper and speak Touch my cheek Show me the smile that makes me weak CARS crash whenever we kiss Everything vanishes Sweetness is all I feel Write on my hand Understand Breath in the way only you can You know that you are both the love note caught in my throat and the hope that it's real So end like a funeral Send out the usual Static, please, from your lungs Swallow like medicine I think you're better than Anything under the sun Oh life remystified Oh walking valentine Oh unimaginable love Smoke like a factory Steal my identity Sell it right back to me now Break like tradition in need of revision Transmissions will listen like sound Think like a memory, warm and Septembery Endlessly coming unwound Till you find yourself out With the graves in the ground Tears rolling out of eyes As wet as a cloud But it's only the sound of your joy coming down.