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• Artiste: Nineteen Forty-five
• Titre: Hidden Track
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The dead speak so promise me then you'll remember too When you're gone, all I can think of is you And I'll lose myself in the words that you say to me And I'll fold myself into whatever shape you need Whatever shape you need The dead speak so promise me then you'll remember too When the breeze carries a scent I'll remember you As a cold chill you passed over me in the morning heat And the air breathes and whispers to me as I fall asleep And I'll lose myself in the words that you say to me And I'll fold myself into whatever shape you need And I'll lose myself in the words that you say to me And I'll fold myself into whatever shape you need Whatever shape you need.