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Pedro The Lion

The Fleecing

 

The Fleecing

(álbum: Achilles Heel - 2004)


Deep green hills, whose shoulders fade into thick grey
Tall wet grass, whose flesh makes fools of grazing sheep
Whose fleecing makes a fool of me

Who shall I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble?
For every stupid struggle, I don't know
I could buy you a drink
I could tell you all about it
I could tell you why I doubt it, and why I still believe

But I can't say it like I sing it
And I can't sing it like I think it
And I can't think like I feel it
And I don't feel a thing
Oh no, I don't feel it

Who shall I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble?
For every stupid struggle, I don't know
I could buy you a drink
I could tell you all about it
I could tell you why I doubt it, and why I still believe it
And why I need it
And what the pharisees don't see
We'd have more drinks
We would speak of so many things
But I don't know you, and you don't know me

feito

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