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• Artiste: Ali Whitton
• Titre: The Storm
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These melancholy daydreams that possess me when you leave Are dripping from the ceiling and waking from their sleep I'm just like a child pressing bruises on his knee Well isn't every bruise a memory? Something you did to me Something you did to me... I'm sobered by the silence and defeated by the clocks Investing time in poetry and rejoicing in the dark I'm reveling in bleeding cos' blood's the substance of our hearts You know by our design we're meant to hurt We've got to hurt Let's make it worse You want to aim for happiness but humanity is flawed Every story has a twist and it's the twist we do applaud You want to see tranquility but you must first see out the storm And all I want to do is keep you warm I'll keep you warm Bring on the storm... These melancholy daydreams that possess me when you leave Are dripping from the ceiling and waking from their sleep I'm just like a child pressing bruises on his knee Well isn't every bruise a memory? Something you did to me Isn't it a memory? Something you did to me Something you did to me