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• Artiste: Chris Pureka
• Titre: Silo Song
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Maybe you learned it from your family Mix in a little of the old midwest It seems someone out there built a legacy On keeping everything tight under wraps And all the secrets in the silos You won't even whisper them to the prairie wind And now we're talking on the telephone Skimming the surface of this ocean Just skimming the surface of this ocean Chorus: You know you're drowning me In all you're not saying Swept under the rug for so long, oh darling Don't it get lonely when you're the only one who knows? All the over-encrypted poetry Unintelligible tales of the truth It was all dripping with mystery Enough to keep me there long overdue So honey, honey, drop the metaphor Honey, honey, won't you come clean because... Chorus Well I don't claim to be so forthright It's not my strongpoint But your attempts are illusory And you don't even know it, you don't even know it So maybe you learned it from your family Maybe that's just your best excuse You could use some New York City You could use your own talk show host Because I am drowning in all That you're not saying I want to shake your shoulders I want to rip down the curtains Oh, 'cause all I remember Are these opaque conversations When so much of the meaning Just got lost in the translation... It's a tale so ordinary There you were with your pretty mouth closed But darling you should have told me the ending Long before you did