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**
Drink up, baby, stay up all night
The things you could do, you won't but you might
The potential you'll be, that you'll never see
The promises you'll only make

Drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days
Do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away
The images stuck in your head

People you've been before that you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

Drink up, baby, look at the stars
I'll kiss you again between the bars where I'm seeing you
There with your hands in the air, waiting to finally be caught

Drink up one more time and I'll make you mine
Keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest
Where I like you the best and keep the things you forgot

The people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

Elliot Smith- Between the bars.


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I feel the hope running low
We never found our way home
There is no more world
The land is gone
Water is all that survived that one
There are no escapes
Gone are the days of mistakes
Our mistakes
And did you see
The night wore on
And became the days that never begun
The disappearing day
You know where I'm from
Is the only place that forever stays young
Lost at sea
We're lost at sea
I wouldn't know my face if you all were me
All we have is all we see
There is no more hope
There are no dreams

John Frusciante- Hope.

# Posté le mercredi 25 février 2009 17:56

Modifié le mardi 24 novembre 2009 14:47