Icicle Works - Out of season

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Daddy, daddy,
I have found the girl that I want to live with,
Her eyes are as dark as November
When it falls on our village,
If I stand on a chair
I can see here house from my bedroom window,
She smokes cigarettes,
She says its much too late for her to stop now,

Listen do you think that she s right for me,
No, stop laughing, c mon now honestly...

Her father regards me with caution
As I wait in his library,
The scent of tobacco
And the silence of the room are inside me,

Ask but what s to gain,
And what am I to say,
I never knew the feeling when it came my way,
I m about as happy as I could be,
I really think the Spring will bring
A change in me,

There s something growing out of season

Inne utwory

  • Two two three
  • Motorcycle rider
  • Evangeline
  • Travelling chest
  • Reaping the rich harvest
  • All the daughters
  • In the cauldron of love
  • Hope springs eternal
  • Up here in the north of England
  • Walking with a mountain
  • Everybody loves to play the fool
  • As the dragonfly flies
  • Permanent damage
  • Chop the tree
  • When you were mine
  • Birds fly

    • Losowe utwory

    Mayfield

    Remember back when seasons don t change
    Late December winds bringin pain, back to me...
    and I ve been closing these doors for days
    the sky is fallin down on my grave...

    oh are we gonna make it?

    South Pacific s whiskey and sin, now honey,
    these angels got me talking again, jump slowly
    gently as...

    No i wtedy właśnie

    No i wtedy właśnie albo zaraz potem
    tak mu na ucho nadali
    słuchajcie wujek myśmy pod tym oknem
    dość się już nastali

    No a zaraz potem mówią tak do niego
    co wy tak tu rozrabiacie
    sami dobrze wiecie, że te pieśni z Wrześni...

    Hold that train

    Hold that train, conductor
    Please don t let that engineer start
    Hold that train, conductor
    Please don t let that engineer start
    Well, i wanna ride your train this morning
    Just to ease my achin heart

    Yes, for the last few mornings lately
    Before i get out of my bed
    Yes, for the last few mornings lately
    Before...

    Fire

    No it don t come easy
    no it don t come fast
    lock me up inside your garden
    take me to the real side

    Fire burning me up
    desire taking me so much higher
    and leaving me home

    They you are in your black dress
    moving slow to the sadness
    i could watch you dance for hours
    i could...

    Pół żartem pół serio

    W2S, właśnie tak człowiek
    2006 i i 7
    Na chuj klaszczesz znasz mnie, co?
    Na chuj klaszczesz znasz mnie

    [Kajman]
    To jest to, koszula na rozpięty guzik
    Luzik ziom, od sztuk dostaje buzi
    Jak playboy Hefner czasem mnie to nudzi
    Odpłynąłem daleko, więc czas się obudzić, ej
    Nie ufam tobie, bo szatanom nie ufam
    Gdyby mnie kiedyś posłuchał rano bym...