THE RIP
PORTISHEAD
THIRD (miglior album del 2008?)
As she walks in the room
Scented and tall
Hesitating once more
And as I take on myself
And the bitterness I felt
I realise that love flows
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
Through the glory of life
I will scatter on the floor Disappointed and sore
And in my thoughts I have bled
For the riddles I've b een fed
Another lie moves over
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