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Been climbing trees I've skinned my knees |
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My hands are black the sun is going down |
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She scruffs my hair in the kitchen steam |
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She's listening to the dream I weaved today |
| [01:00.07] |
Crosswords through the bathroom door |
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While someone sings the theme-tune to the news |
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And my sister buzzes through |
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The room leaving perfume in the air |
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And that's what triggered this |
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I come back here from time to time |
| [01:40.23] |
I shelter here some days |
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A high-back chair He sits and stares |
| [02:12.01] |
A thousand yards and whistles |
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Marching-band |
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Kneeling by and speaking up |
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He reaches out and I take a |
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Massive hand Disjointed tales |
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That flit between short trousers |
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And a full dress uniform |
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And he talks of people ten years |
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Gone like I've known them all my life |
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Like scattered black 'n' whites |
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I come back here from time to time |
| [03:22.45] |
I shelter here somedays |
| [03:31.22] |
I come back here from time to time |
| [03:40.47] |
I shelter here somedays |
