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Tytuł: Still life

  • Wykonawca: The Connells
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It's the way that you repair the broken parts
   It's the way that you assemble
   And it's wandering that keys the stops and starts
  
   Oh this still life has its virtues
   Cause everything in motion leaves
   or is just left behind
   And I don't think it could hurt you
   It gets colder holding out, holding out
  
   There are days that I remember what's been lost
   There are days that I've forgotten
   Like an old friend who moved to Canada
   And I held it up
   and I held it out
   and I'm spent
  
   Oh this still life has its virtues
   Cause everything in motion leaves
   or is just left behind
   And I don't think it could hurt you
   To stay a little while, only for a while
   I'm crossing you in style