søndag den 17. maj 2009

Le Loup


I might be a bit behind here, but never heard this before, and listen, it's so sweeeet;)

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  1. All too soon we’ve come to bloom
    Blown about and dusty rivers
    And pointed skywards, scrape the heavens
    And should we end before we’re shriven
    And call the names that we’ve been given
    Grown in cities long since abandoned
    Blown to pieces and thrown at random
    This is what we see while standing
    Long before the thought of landing

    Oh this world was made for ending

    Oh the storms that groan
    Oh the lovely
    Oh the homes that home
    Oh the worlds not shown
    Oh the storms that groan
    Oh the lovely
    Oh the homes that home
    Oh the worlds not shown
    Oh the storms that groan
    Find the blind, de-blind
    Our prayers are answered!

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