mardi 7 décembre 2010

WIth all my regrets, with all my envy, with all my love.





So something wicked lies in wait for us
In this town somewhere
If nothing happens in three days I call you up
To meet you there
Bring the drums that you used to
So nice and gently maltreat
I'll need a beat now to stay on my feet

You people who dance on the top of our cars
Down the traffic jammed freeway to Berlin
Please promise to make a crack in every roof
To let the air and the sun shine in

Break our windows and let the sun shine in
Break our windows and let the sun shine in

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