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• Artiste: David Fridlund
• Titre: The Past Floats Like Stones
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The past floats like stones In a town up north by the coast A deserted apartment That's where my memory goes And you are almost gone You're almost out of my mind Well, you never come to visit So you'll have to suit yourself Maybe I'm making the story up as I go But didn't you tell me You were an old man when you were Only nine years old? The sun climbs around Scanning the kitchen for life I'm out of order Looking down on the city Maybe I grab after something that's long, long gone But sad as it may seem It's those things that keep you going And you walk and you walk And the city grows smaller And you've heard every sound And you've seen every corner And you dream and you dream And you dream of whatever And you hope for a hand to come pull you away And you've heard of a bird, of the greatest white bird And you start every day Looking out to see if it's coming your way