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[ti:He's Gone] |
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[ar:Brett Anderson] |
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[al:Live At Queen Elizabeth Hall] |
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He's Gone |
[00:30.00] |
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[01:35.73] |
Tears on a pillow |
[01:42.43] |
Eyes on the phone |
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You pour all the love that you keep inside into a song |
[01:58.81] |
Like "He's Gone" |
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And these are the thoughts that you keep inside |
[02:13.23] |
You smile from your window |
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And stand all alone |
[03:31.88][02:24.94] |
And pour all the words that you keep inside into the song |
[03:43.82][02:37.30] |
Into the song |
[03:48.60][02:42.91] |
And like the leaves on the trees |
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Like the Carpenters' song |
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Like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young |
[04:00.41][02:55.07] |
He's gone |
[04:02.93][02:58.02] |
And it feels like the words to a song |
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With the style of a widow |
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And the place of your own |
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And like the stains on the names of the lives that were young |
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He's gone |
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And it feels like the words to a song |
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[04:38.94] |
And like the leaves on the trees |
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Like the Carpenters' song |
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Like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young |
[04:51.18] |
He's gone |
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And it feels like the words to a song |
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