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The Escapist

アーティスト:The Streets  アルバム:Everything Is Borrowed  作詞:SKINNER MICHAEL GEOFFREY  作曲:SKINNER MICHAEL GEOFFREY 

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All these walls were never really there, Nor the ceiling or the chair I'm eking weeks of peace on a beach I see the breezes weave the trees, These walls, you'll find, are yours and mine Defined not by them, I I'm in times that lie behind my eyelids The sunset still the rising silence (Chorus) I'll not feel no fear Cos' I‘m not really here I'm nowhere near here There's no rain on roof that grates and beats me My favourite tree breaking light to pieces Sprinkling, sharded light on me Throw a stone as hard as you can And hearing with hand not here at land Nothing taxing, dusting sand My window world spins and twirls, The walls then fall, I recall the sort White clouds white wash faded spotless The weighty shadows, ranges of rocks The cold is all illusion thought up Stroll on the shore, snooze and explore All possibilities in each new morning, ‘til satisfied reaching out, yawning Fish in a big dish, some rice and spice, Salt over shoulder, never salted so tight The truth I have told was silence sometimes But whose soul does not hide any crimes


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