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• Artiste: Derek Nelson
• Titre: Sidestreets In London
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I witnessed her walking on the sidestreets in London in an alleyway fit for a bum. The strap on her shoulder had long since broken and her dress had washed out in the sun. "To Trafalgar or nothing," She told herself While the taxis all asked her to fight I had been looking for something and ever since then I thought that she could turn out alright. We're like strangers, though; like neighbors yelling; like the song trapped down in the den. Lately I've been thinking about all that it could be like just to live as simple as this. I followed her walking to a bank in Manhattan to a money machine carved out of gold. and I stood pat, wishin' as her eyelid kept twitchin' like a dog left out in the cold. She said she loved me, or something I could tell she was bluffing Yeah, her eyes do that when she lies. I hailed a taxi It missed me so did she when she kissed me but there's another one right down the line. Now, I'm the downtown breeze airing my secrets I'm the preacher preaching in sin. Lately I've been thinking about all that it would be like if we could live simple as this