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Fourth Floor

アーティスト:The Waifs 

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On the fourth floor of the building In a shallow window box She's digging in the soil with a silver spoon Her hands inside rubber gloves Planting seeds pulling out weeds The cycle of life is complete Who would've thought it in a city of stone Four floors above the street I cannot tell what kind of flowers they are I'm too far below on the street But the colour they add to the building so drab Brings a warm splash of welcome relief Something worthwhile for the sun to shine on A reason to radiate heat Well that small window box puts a skip in my feet Four floors below on the street For every good seed she plants in the soil There's a dozen bad waiting to grow To strangle the goodness she's trying to nurture And kill all the seed that she's sown


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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