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The singer steps forward
He is not a torCn song hero
He is not the embodYment of his soul brother
The unassumed troubadour sings to himself softly
But not a word escapes his lips
They don't even try
His words would rather stay with him as long as possible
But his melody is for me and you
I prefer to be alone when you're not around
Sometimes when I speak I can't stand the sound
Of my voice, this great big destructive machine
That takes to much time to say what it means
They tell me that my father is sick once again
With the plague that has decimated many old men
I settle once more to the long sad dread
That reminds me all loved ones soon will be dead
This is why I spend so much time making love to you
In your amrs I was searching for things that were true
This is why I spend so much time making love to you
In your amrs I was searching for things that were true
Its a memory of mine that I'm watching for a moment
I'm distracted just a bit by something less important
But I'm here for the part of the day that I crave
I have caffeine in my system that makes me feel brave
The chill in the air is exactly what I want
With the sun on my face and my eyes tightly shut
It's important for me to remember these things
It's important for me to remember these things
I'm pretending we're in Prague sipping sodas by the square
Where the clock brought the masses to the ceremony there
Every hour little puppets spun around the clock face
HATA BİLDİR
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