Êîììåíòàðèé: "Scoundrel days"
The Swing Of Things
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You say the world's an eventful place
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you give me news I don't want to know
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you say that I should care that I should speak my mind
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oh but how can I speak of the world rushing by with a lump in my throat and
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tears in my eyes oh have we come to the point of no turning back or is it
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still time to get into the swing of things
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let us walk through this windless city
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I'll go on till the winter gets me
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"Oh sleep..." you wrote "sleep my dear..." in a letter somewhere
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oh but how can I sleep with your voice in my head with an ocean
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between us and room in my bed oh have I come to the point where I'm losing
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the grip or is it still time to get into the swing of things
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oh when she gloves in the dark and I'm weak by the sight of this
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breathtaking beauty in which I can hide oh there's a world full out there
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of people I fear but given time I'll get into the swing of things yes
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when she gloves in the dark and I'm struck by the sight I know that I'll
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need this for the rest of my li.........fe but I know
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that I'll need this... ...the rest of my life oh but I'll
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nee....d this you know that I'll nee....d this
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what have I done what lies I have told I've played games with the ones that
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rescued my soul oh have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip or
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is it still time to get into the swing of things
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