Chris Rea (Blue Guitars, 2005 / CD9) - 12. Big White Door | Текст песни

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• Chris Rea (Blue Guitars, 2005 / CD9)
• 12. Big White Door

Looks like I’m flying
But I’m crawling slower
I learned the way to swim
Is just to let it go
Don’t expect nothing
Don’t smile or grieve no more
'cept maybe a little more pain
And a little more closely
To the big white door

First time I saw it
My fear ran wild
Screaming like a drowning man
Crying like a child
But each time I lashed out
It was a little closer than before
Then it rose up like a giant
The screaming silence
Of that big white door

Now I’m gliding on the fast flow
Now I’m falling through the air
Seems like everything is moving slower
Now I find I don’t seem to care
A little closer
A little darker
'Til there’s nothing else no more
Just the universe in shadow
Of the big, the big white door
Of the big white door

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