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• Artiste: Steve Forde
• Titre: Dust
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How we gonna make a move when every time I look at you, you turn away? Like your afraid that I might see, something you've got buried deep in yesterday Every time the conversation switches to a matter of the heart You laugh and lighten up the air like you don't want to go down where The real feelings are. Picture this, gravel road, spinning wheels, flying stones Leaving the past behind us, smiling as it all goes up In a cloud of dust This looking back on where we've been It's a waste of time and it don't make sense to me at all There's a new sunrise around the curve lets soak it up and watch it burn down these walls I've got a shoulder for your head, and open arm and a dashboard for your feet All you've got to do is close your eyes, hold onto me And visualise, chains breaking free Picture this, gravel road, spinning wheels, flying stones Leaving the past behind us, smiling as it all goes up In a cloud of dust That suitcase full of bricks, sling it over in the ditch All it does is weigh us down Picture this, gravel road, spinning wheels, flying stones Leaving the past behind us, smiling as it all goes up In a cloud of dust In a cloud of dust In a cloud of dust