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• Artiste: The (The)
• Titre: Delirious
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When spring comes around and the ice runs away And the sun hits the tops of our heads Then the dominant desires explode into life And the body demands to be fed Whispering sadness Like a mild form madness Or a line from a meaningful song Turn our eyes to the Lord But the churches are empty There is now no escape from your longing The things are gonna start getting good You hear them call You captured the unspoken feelings of my heart Which gave me a start I know I'm nowhere near perfection I'm pointing in the wrong direction All I ever seem to do is sit here playing Around on this stupid guitar When spring comes around and the ice runs away And the sun hits the tops of our heads Then the dominant desires explode into life And the body demands to be fed I've got a million ants under my skin They're all digging a hole where the rain can't get in My world comes out when the sun disappears But my blood is turning sour with insect fear Whispering sadness Like a mild form madness Or a line from a meaningful song Turn our eyes to the Lord But the churches are empty There is now no escape from your longing I've got a million ants under my skin They're all digging a hole where the rain can't get in My world comes out when the sun disappears But my blood is turning sour with insect fear