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post Walk To The Water

26 ноября, 2007

Filed under: etc — victor @ 21:10

She said it wasn’t cold
She left her coat at home that day
She wore canvas shoes
White canvas shoes
Around her neck
She wore a silver necklace
It was given to me by my
father, she said
It was given to me

She took the back way home
Passed the lights and
the summer hill
Turned left onto the north strand
And on, and towards the sea

He said he was an artist
But he really painted billboards
In large capital letters
Large capital letters
He was telling jokes
Nobody else would listen to him

I saw you that day
Your lips were cherry red
Your legs were crossed
Your arms wide open

Your hair was coloured gold
Like a field of corn
You were blown by the wind
You were blown by the wind

Walk, walk, walk…to the water
Walk with me a while
Walk, walk, walk…to the roadside
Walk me in the light

A room in the wild town
Sea facing views
A man with a suitcase
Full of things he doesn’t need
I’m looking through your window
I’m walking through your doorway
I’m on the outside
Let me in
Let me love you
Let me love you
Let me…

Walk, walk, walk…to the water
Walk with me…yeah
Walk, walk, walk…to the roadside
Walk with me again
    
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