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The Staves

Facing West

 

Facing West

(альбом: Dead & Born & Grown & Live - 2012)


A room with a window facing west towards the sea
You, with your hands across your chest facing me

Sing me a song, your voice is like silver
And I don't think that I can do this anymore

I'll take the high road that he walked once before
You sit and watch me as I come through the door

Oh but sing me a song, your voice is like silver
And I don't think that I can do this anymore

Sing me a song, your voice is like silver
And I don't think that I can do this anymore
Show me the path down to the shoreline
'Cause I don't know if I can do this anymore

A room with a window facing west

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