[00:01.16]Emiliana Torrini - Next Time Around
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[00:25.63]Then came question and it was about time
[00:30.83]The answer came back and it was long
[00:37.11]The house it was built by so men in rhyme
[00:42.57]But whatever came of his talented son
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[00:54.70]Who wrote me a dialogue set a tune
[01:01.31]Always you told me of being alone
[01:07.23]Except for the stories about God and you
[01:12.84]And do you still live there, in Bufallo
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[01:25.64]They put up the walls, no more to say
[01:30.74]Nobody stopped to ask why it was done
[01:36.60]The stream was too far and the rains to high
[01:42.11]So into the city the river did run
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[01:54.04]Because of the architect the buildings fell down
[02:00.57]Smothered and drowned all the seeds that you sowed
[02:06.48]I wish I was somewhere but not in this town
[02:11.79]Maybe the ocean next time around
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[02:23.57]I seem to remember the face and the name
[02:29.23]But if it's not you I don't care
[02:35.04]I know of changes, but nothing would change you
[02:40.25]To Theo the sailor who sings in his lair
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[02:52.58]Then I'll turn and he won't be there,
[02:58.50]Dusky black windows to light the dark stair
[03:04.37]Candles will nod in the musty air
[03:09.98]Oh, with the flames for as many as the years
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[03:16.59]2009.06.08 1
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