Paroles de Juneburg

Robert Francis

pochette album Juneburg
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Juneburg,
I remember everything.
The blue carpeted floors,
The tall wooden doors,
I held you in my arms.

Juneburg,
I`d burn down a picture of a house,
Say it was ours,
When we didn`t need it anymore.

And that was when i loved you best.
We were kids then.
We shouldn`t think about the rest.
Uuh...

You`d put the moon in a basket
On your bike front by the coast.
The way your face lit up in pale grief you were a ghost.
You liked to play with darkness, all universe coud give.
I was the home you once tried to escape,
The dark in which you lived.

And soon they`d find you laying there
On several different homes.
They`d find you laying on their porches,
Did you need to use the phone?
And lure you into their rooms,
That was the last time i heard of june.
That was love i could not allow.

You were beautiful then,
You`re just a coke jaw now.
Uuh...

I remember everything.
I remember everything.
I remember everything, ooh.

You were beautiful then,
I`m sill in too deep.
Uuh...

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