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• Artiste: Simon Joyner
• Titre: Parachute
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I think that smile is shutting down Or maybe it's just flinching The sun shot up just like a child But these old hands are only inching Would you believe it is my fault I went and made myself lonely I miss the way she said my name Like I was a distant city Winter came and swept away The birds nest from my chimney The cold air marched right through the walls And settled her in my belly But her memory keeps me tossing Those letters into the fire And the flames they're twisting to substain A love which has retired Now New York is not a place I'd choose To have my body buried But Omaha has got the trains to take The snow to the cemetery There is a place called home i believe If you're willing to step out of the loop I miss the way she held on to me Like I was a parachute