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• Artiste: Deer Tick
• Titre: Smith Hill
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Elbows on the window sill My head against the pane You've seen so many grow and die But you forgot most of their names So I fire that arrow into the great big sky And I hope that it never comes down Unless you're coming with it It's better with you around I could drink myself to death tonight Or I could stand and give a toast To those who made it out alive It's you I'll miss the most But tonight I'll see my sweetheart I've got a fifty dollar bill But somewhere in her weak heart She knows I never will Oh love, it's hard to hide it True love, it's hard to find it Though I was once beside it I've fallen far behind it From a tiny room up on Smith Hill It's easy to disappear It's easier to run off hiding Then say "I don't want you here" I can't stand to face the facts It'd only leave you hurt I don't care much for what you have to say But I'd like to know what you heard Oh love, it's hard to hide it True love, it's hard to fid it Though I once was beside it I've fallen far behind it It's a long way free You can't tread on me And in the morning when you're crying You'll see