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• Artiste: Huntwork Hewitt
• Titre: The Thief
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I suppose you've never seen me Dressed in black from head to toe Hear my words now and believe me Lest you hear I told you so Call the merchants to behold me I write my name between their sheets I feed sugar to their ponies How I love to be the thief Now the sunflowers in the pavement Turn their backs upon my deeds Even though I know I'm pretty They just stare down at the weeds Tell the trees they ought not shade me I will pilfer every leaf Even in the highest branches You can find the lowest thief I am laughing at the funeral While the mourners weep and sing You confront me by the body And ask me where I've put his things So come and crush my tiny fingers Make a necklace of my teeth Mail my ear to Barcelona I will always be the thief For some things you are not born with And some things you can't achieve Life is full of stolen moments And I will always be the thief