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• Artiste: Guild League (The)
• Titre: Shirtless Sky
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This tree grows figs from trunk and branch These walls are white and sharp, the shadows clean This light is young, these hours long This morning's perfect, something's wrong The shirtless sky, the burning bricks The quiet burden of your absence Knowing that your idea of bliss is, days like this The shirtless sky, the burning bricks The quiet burden of your absence Knowing that your idea of bliss is, days like this La la la la, la la la la A ripe fig broken in your hands A flash of perfect teeth, a hint of smile The ancient streets you're standing in The sun still searches for your skin The weeks go by, the sprinklers hiss My heart is thirsty in your absence Knowing that your idea of bliss is days like this What can I say? Six weeks away and I've nothing much to show But you know that I will try to capture this morning light for you in your absence Knowing that your idea of bliss is, days like this The shirtless sky, the burning bricks The quiet burden of your absence Knowing that your idea of bliss is days like this La la la la, la la la la