Mobley - Seven Summers | Текст песни

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I FOUND A LYRIC IN A LANGUAGE OH SO ARGENTINE
IF I COULD TAKE IT DOWN IT'D MAKE THE SOUND OF SEVEN SUMMERS
I DREAMT I SUNG IT FOR YOU SWOONING FROM THE MEZZANINE
BUT THEN I WOKE IN THIS APARTMENT CLUTCHING TO THE COVERS
I'M COLD AND LONELY AND I'M SHAKING LIKE A TAMBOURINE
SO IF YOU FEEL A LITTLE FADED I CAN RACE THE SUN TO
BE THERE TOMORROW
I'LL STEAL, BEG, OR BORROW, IT'S TIME THAT I SAW YOU AGAIN

MEET ME IN BROOKLYN. LEAVE YOUR SUITCASE AND YOUR PLANS.
AND SHAKE LIKE YOU SHOOK WHEN YOU FIRST FELL INTO MY HANDS.

I'M WASTING ARROWS CHASING SPARROWS SO ELUSIVE I
ROLLED OUT A TICKER-TAPE PARADE TO FIGHT THE FAILING FEELING
I'LL BITE THE BONE AND SUCK THE MARROW AND THE JUICES OUT
CAUSE WHEN THE WAGON HIT THE WEEDS I WISHED I WASN'T SLEEPING
SO I'VE GOT MARGINS HALF AS NARROW FOR THE CHOOSING NOW
THIS KIND OF THING JUST HAS A WAY TO MAKE A MAN BELIEVE IN
SOMETHING SO SIMPLE, I CAN'T FILL A THIMBLE WITH EVERYTHING I UNDERSTAND.
SO IT BEGAN

MEET ME IN BROOKLYN. LEAVE YOUR SUITCASE AND YOUR PLANS.
AND SHAKE LIKE YOU SHOOK WHEN YOU FIRST FELT THESE FOREIGN HANDS.

AND IF YOU MISS YOUR FLIGHT, YOU CAN ALWAYS TRY THE TRAIN
UNTIL YOU GET THAT RIGHT, CAUSE IT ALWAYS COMES AGAIN

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