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• Artiste: Scratched Vinyl Innocence
• Titre: Sing Alone
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I invite you kind patrons to fight in a great war Something so amazing – you'd never believe in it It requires more patience than we have to even try to listen to what we don't understand: when to raise our voices. I was singing alone and I looked out the window Ready to launch a great powerful assault On misfortunate experiences fueling my melancholy voice... But then the wind blew in, startling the hairs on my skin And it happened so quick – even spiders wouldn't see it comin'! No, they wouldn't see it comin'! I arose, on a note – exactly when I heard The piano hit home with a sound that I couldn't explain... that I couldn't articulate to anyone at all. So I sang along – I was making out with ivories and Nothing in the world could make me any happier – or feel more thrilled to be alive. Then, you walked in – dropped your things, startled at what you saw Said, to me, “Baby, what's going on?” I looked up at you, smiling, passion in my face You said, I was just the same as all the other devastating Hotshots you've been with – thinking they're something new Vocalized how I was ordinary and a fool For sleeping with symphonies, flirting with guitar strings Professing my love and yes, making out with ivories And just as you almost left you stopped at the door When I played the first note and sang and heard you say, “My God, keep going – finally, something that I've never heard before.” We were singing alone and we looked out the window Happy to be where we were at that point in time We had accomplished something brand new... The sun shone in, glazing our eyes, closed, with colors With names inconceivable – they can't even be imagined yet, no they can't... A peace will eventually advance to those who hear and see this picture – truly abandoned of words, or a perfect non-subjective definition of the world... For now, I'm sure it's the best thing that we have got It's something we really don't encounter too often these days... I don't hear it anymore – people declaring “I've never heard this before!” Raise your voice Strike the bones with Ballads of your own Please, stop singing alone!