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• Artiste: Will Oldham
• Titre: Old Jerusalem
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Trouble has caused me so much grief I am waiting for when I can go home Time when a room was closer than my friends And I can get some shooting done But then I hear a footstep on the stairs The whole thing shatters and I scream out your name And you come running O it is always the same Time passes and the room goes dark I expect to see your figure standing naked over me With a mole on your neck and a wry way of holding Wide the ceiling of my darkened path Then we mingle our limbs, I hear all calling When we swim and we buckle, and I emote It is the only time to catch it so So we may as well rest, and let it go We're gonna be rejoigned and the children will love it All my brothers and my sisters resting holy above it Let us wallow, let us play, this is our god's day Let us wallow, let us play, this is our god's day