White Room (low end of harp)

Cream

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Ahhhh..............

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Ahhhh..............
 
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Ahh

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In the white room with black cur-tains 


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Near the sta-tion.

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Black-roof coun-try; no gold pave-ments 

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Tired starl-ings

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Sil-ver hors-es ran down moon-beams 

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In your dark eyes

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Dawn-light smiles on   you  leav-ing 

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My  con-tent-ment 



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I’ll wait in this place 

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Where the sun ne-ver shines

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Wait in this place 

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Where the sha-dows run from them-selves


You said no strings could secure you 
At the station.
Platform ticket, restless diesels, 
Goodbye windows.
I walked into such a sad time 
At the station.
As I walked out, felt my own need 
Just beginning.

I’ll wait in the queue 
When the trains come back;
Lie with you where 
The shadows run from themselves.

At the party she was kindness 
In the hard crowd.
Consolation for the old wound 
Now forgotten.
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles 
In her dark eyes.
Shes just dressing, goodbye windows, 
Tired starlings.

Ill sleep in this place 
With the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark 
Where the shadows run from themselves.

Добавил: ?, 2011.11.05

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