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• Artiste: Jeff Lang
• Titre: Between The Lines
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I'd like to think you can't leave me here But every highwayman knows - you do what you please Strand a man searching for your face In every half-hung tear And listening for your voice In any half-heard sneeze How would it feel to have heard the call But to fumble the catch and un-hand the ball Ask the one who has been shaken awake in the night But to not listen hard enough Fire a shotgun to the light I know you're out there (I've felt your hand) I'll search you out somehow 'Cause there's music waiting Out in the rain I'm hearing in it now I know you're still singing (I strain to hear) But our work is cut out 'Cause the air around here Is so full and heavy With voices all yelling Voices full of nothing Voices only selling Second hand hope Just to escape who you are But you've always known better Than to hide in projections Or to wear a clever mask Like paper protection And in the thunderclap roar Of my race through and round The hills of who I am I see what I could be As I hear that phone ringing And I hear her voice (with yours' between the lines)