lördag, april 14, 2007

Det finns inte ord

I can’t explain the way I feel, there is a pressure on my chest.
I can’t talk to you about this ‘cause I know what you would say.

And I don’t blame you.
I know you wanna make me smile but don’t, don’t.

If all the memories were bad I could go on without a doubt.
Death’s been around since I was born. It’s like a tapestry on my wall.
And we’ve changed it a thousand times.

Pablo can you take me to the boats?
Where the ocean meets the land and where the ocean meets my hand.
Where I can feel the winds of change is a-blowing in.

You know I love you endlessly, this is not about that at all.
I chose the safest path for you, you’re still to young to understand.
You’re not a grown up yet.
In this case I know I am so much older than you.

Pablo can you take me to the boats?
Where the ocean meets the land and where the ocean meets my hand.
Where I can feel the winds of change is a-blowing in.

Take Me To The Boats -
Billie The Vision And The Dancers (Where The Oceans Meets My Hand, 2007)

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