Paroles de 22

Richard Buckner

pochette album 22
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Date de parution : 01/06/1995

Durée : 0:03:58

Style : Country



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The kitchen drawers were open
Hot water in the bath
And the phone call that you promised me
I'd given up on last

I was only 22
All undone and overdue
My friends burned all around me
And the smoke was full of you
But let's stop here for a prayer
For what happened there
And let us have a beer
For anyone who's still here

I didn't leave a letter
I just wrote my baby's name
On the mirror all steamed over
With water, heat and shame

All hopes were long-time missing
They'd had enough of me
I found them hanging through the moon
From the hooker oak tree

The knife was on the basin
Wrapped in my baby's towel
My friend the water let me in
And i lowered myself down

'cause you can drink and you can shake
And you can dry up bitter tears
But the first to pass right through you
Will age you fifty years
And you could say, 'well i don't know
You got to love just the same'
But i say all i got
Was a phone call that never came

The towel was lying open
And it hurt so bad
There was red smoke in the water
And all the things we'd had

Now honey you don't need this heart
Now that i'm dead and gone
So dig me up and give me back
What i never should've lost

I was falling asleep
You see i felt a little weak
I closed my eyes and thought of you
As the phone let out a ring

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