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• Artiste: Clientele, The
• Titre: Elm Grove Window
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In the window there's an eye that doesn't seem to realize the lights have changed He stops now, waiting, almost still, and all the cars and people have just gone away And England's meadows beckon him, a thousand people sitting in the evening sun Where city boys in polished cars blow smoke rings with their cigarettes and wander home 'Cause a girl met a neighbor and loved him and then she just left him there And an eye that is somehow just dead to the cold as the autumn air And England's meadows never see the same... ever again And all the people turn around and they go up and they go down and tell their lies There's something in the evening sun that's falling like a dream will hold and hypnotize In the light of the years going past and the tears of a tired romance Well, she flew on the wind from the moment and he taught her how to dance And the clown with his still eyes will cry in the light of the sun What's she done, what's she done? What's she done, what's she done?