Shut your eyes...
Shut your eyes and think of somewhere
Somewhere cold and caked in snow
By the fire we break the quiet
Learn to wear each other well
shut your eyes...
And when the worrying starts to hurt
and the world feels like graves of dirt
Just close your eyes until
you can imagine this place, you're our secret space at will
Shut your eyes, I spin the big chair
And you'll feel dizzy, light and free
And falling gently on the cushion
You can come and sing to me
And when the worrying starts to hurt
and the world feels like graves of dirt
Just close your eyes until
you can imagine this place, you're our secret space at will
danke, snow patrol.
ps: ich hätte so gerne das album *blinzelblinker*
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Whendoo...
...Schneepatrolierer, die Augen schließen und Autos jagen als empeedrei gebrauchen kannst...
...und einen Strick...Stick...übrig hast...
...und nicht nur eines sondern zwei Albums möchten tust...
...dann hättest du Glück...
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