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Sanatçı: The Clientele

albüm: Lost Weekend


The garden sliding past is overwhelming
Receding through an unreal windowpane
Through watercolour mornings by the newsagents
To nights we carry, carry away
The headlights on the driveway are a mirage
From fields that stretch into the empty night
Unreal inside this windowpane, we pass them
Deliver me to bars and crowds and lights

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