Из альбома: Try Whistling This

She comes scattered
Can't remember a thing
The witness gone

Broken bridges

I was her neighbour
I lived beside her
Now look at me
Now I still can't go

You feel so so foolish
She thinks I'm the one
To take her licorice

I was her neighbour
I lived beside her
Now look at me
Now I still can't go

See this oh dear
She comes clearer now
From the dumble
Like a vase in the doubts
Here here
His lips are tight
Here alright
You know everyone
Here I lie
Oh always in your eyes
This is something about your wilderness

I spoke of this
Well I spoke of this

She comes scattered
Can't remember a thing
Witness gone
Broken bridge scattered

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