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Альбом Vetiver



2004
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Farther On
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Los Pajaros del Rio
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Amerilie
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Arboretum
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Oh papa, don't be so mad
I'm taking the car for so very fast
You won't mind it missing at all
Oh papa

C'est ça va, don't worry 'bout me
I'll be safe, come home early
You won't mind me missing at all
Oh papa

Oh papa, don't be so mad
I'm taking the car for so very fast
You won't mind me missing at all
Oh papa

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Without a song I left the city
Borrowed a car with no radio
Gone before the sun had a chance to shine
The free wind weighed on my mind

How many roads begin under dark umbrella
They can see the memory of love

Comes a tune, clearing way like a siren
Shifting soon every thought in my head
'Til they all get tangled up in blue

This melody promises me someday words will come
And when they do, I'll shape them into a song

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Farther On

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She wanted love, love, crazy love
Love, love, love, love
Crazy love

Amour fou
Amour fou

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Los Pajaros del Rio

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Amerilie

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Arboretum

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Makeshift moon mends a broken sky
Fields of fallow still stands dry
Night not gentle, soon for the night

Her mistake was to trust in him
His bodily excuse again
Yeah, the voices hard like the wind

Said, "I'm tired of you coming home late"
"I will do as I please, Kate
"There's no one gon' tell me how to be"
"Not for my sake, Tom, for the family"

He read guilt when she pled love
Got anxious and began to shove
Clouds have been kept loomed above

Curses raise the kids from bed
They fell down the stairs in time to see
The blood run (???) down Kate's head

While the wounds in silence came to scars
Tom kept hitting and (???) (????) bars
All the love vanished in the air
Filled with paper vows and the angels' share

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Night kills day
And I'm watching the sun die
Living moon taking up the whole sky
Live moon don't care about a dead sun
Luna's begun

Darkness might never come to end
Deathly light marks the scene of the crime
Making night's murder harder to bear
Beware

The moon drives the seas insane
Soon the tide will take you in
Why you, why bother to explain

See the lunatic hanging in the sky
His confession carried by the wind
Lies and says the sun will rise again
You and I know different

Darkness might never come to end
Deathly light marks the scene of the crime
Making night's murder harder to bear
Take care

The moon drives the seas insane
Soon the tide will take you in
Why you, why bother to explain

The moon drives the seas insane
Soon the tide will take you in
Why you, why bother to explain

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Bells will chime
Miles appear
I can't heed them all

Two eyes
Less than two eyes
Is more than enough to know
When to leave
Why to stay
How to keep away

Now feels like forever
Once it goes away

Bells will chime
Miles appear
I can't heed them all

Two eyes
Less than two eyes
Is more than enough to know
When to leave
Why to stay
How to keep away

Now feels like forever
Once it goes away

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Nameless as the way we started

I'd like to go

Back to time before name

Name for all we know

When the room was filled with chances

No one would take

We collided with them

Knowing chances fade

Proving that to keep from hiding

Means you must play on a nerve

Under the weight of skin and bone

Dotted lines divide

The shape of things to come

Giving up anticipation

For certainty

Wasn't nearly as good

As we hoped it'd be

Pulling back the sheets and covers

Only to find

The freight and baggage that grows

On the family tree

If loving only comes with effort

Could we still be on a nerve

Under the weight of skin and bone

Dotted lines divide

The shape of things to come

Feeling on the edge of being

Taken aback

By the damage we did

With the sense we lack

Thieving over intonation

Tuning at last on a nerve

Under the weight of skin and bone

Dotted lines divide

The shape of things to come

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