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[ti:Some Days] |
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[ar:Brazzaville] |
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[al:Jetlag Poetry] |
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Some days |
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It's hard to see the magic in the world |
| [00:27] |
But the mistakes |
| [00:30] |
Of a life drinking wine and chasing girls |
| [00:37] |
The streets are cold |
| [00:40] |
The sky is turning gray |
| [00:44] |
My heart aches |
| [00:47] |
When I think about the years that slipped away |
| [00:54] |
Oh Oh |
| [00:55] |
My little summer's gone |
| [01:03] |
And it's cold in the autumn sun |
| [01:11] |
Sitting in a coffee house alone |
| [01:20] |
Watching people on their mobile phones |
| [01:24] |
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| [02:00] |
But some days |
| [02:04] |
Everything seems perfectly in place |
| [02:08] |
And God's eyes |
| [02:12] |
Are staring out of everybody's face |
| [02:18] |
A desert wind |
| [02:21] |
The sound of distant trains |
| [02:25] |
And I feels just like a kid |
| [02:29] |
Playing in a warm September rain |
| [02:35] |
Oh Oh |
| [02:36] |
My little summer's gone |
| [02:44] |
And it's cold in the autumn sun |
| [02:52] |
Sitting in a coffee house alone |
| [03:01] |
Watching people on their mobile phones |
| [03:08] |
Oh Oh |
| [03:10] |
My little summer's gone |
| [03:18] |
And it's cold in the autumn sun |
| [03:25] |
Sitting in a coffee house alone |
| [03:34] |
Watching people on their mobile phones |
| [03:43] |
Watching people on their mobile phones |
