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• Artiste: Dimes (The)
• Titre: Salt And Foam
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There's a siren right outside my window Calling me out with the fire brigade Suddenly, whole Chicago's burning And we're battling the blaze The wind is blowing rain against my window All at once I'm a captain out to sea Through the 39 foot swells of this nor-easter We'll press on through the storm 'Till we hear that lighthouse horn And it's a long way home And the wind hits my skin like stones Through the salt and foam I'll be coming home Now there's something wrong with the satellites this winter And I'm on a rocket headed out to space (Oh yeah) I'm an astronaut 400 hundred miles from solid ground And I'm not afraid of falling down (Yeah, yeah) But it's a long way home And the wind hits my skin like stones Through the fire and chrome I'll be coming home