My life is like a blind jump to nowhere.
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He lived a day and another step to the abyss.
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And I can’t sleep, the thoughts of the knitting needle knit a loop after a loop.
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I will not forgive all sins, I will not forgive all sins...
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Chorus:
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The sails are torn, the skies are closed
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And crows are circling over the abandoned porch.
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And drop by drop my life will drip.
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What does it matter what a musician and what a poet?
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For good luck, I'll waste everything! |
There was a poet, there was a musician...
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Yes, he blew talent to holes. |
Let the Lord darn.
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Chorus:
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The sails are torn, the skies are closed
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And crows are circling over the abandoned porch.
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The sails are torn, the skies are closed
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And crows are circling over the abandoned porch.
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I want to get off the ground. |
I will take off and light a candle.
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The night will cool my flight. |
I will fall like a stone from heaven,
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And I'll pay all the bills.
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Chorus:
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The sails are torn, the skies are closed
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And crows are circling over the abandoned porch.
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The sails are torn, the skies are closed
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And crows are circling over the abandoned porch.
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Over an abandoned porch.
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Over an abandoned porch. |