Paroles Shore to Shore de Johnny Flynn

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Textes et Paroles de Shore to Shore




Shore to shore, got some land betweenIsland life is living from a cup of broken queensHit the jackpot rolling through a pipe dream in a knotAnd I'm missing what was pissing up the wall that I forgotI forgot, I forgotI am the bus driver, give me some graceYou've never seen me and you don't know my faceShe was no Hattie Caroll, it was cold, it was blueAnd it only happened despite me or youMe or you, me or youSmoking pavements to the crimson flashing barsDrinking cocktail wine or cottage cream and passing strangers' carsLive in one-room housing, with a roof to meet the skySpelling Jesus won't you please us 'cos you seem a damn nice guyDamn nice guy, damn nice guyWe listened to passengers stamping old songsAnd the blues, what's to lose, when you haven't done wrongDrums too slow for a funeral beatNo strumming of strings and no stamping of feetOf feet, of feetIt's awfully considerate of you to think of meAnd it's not so hard to see you smoking fags and drinking teaIts the crummy lost at seasick with a floating on the wavesTo join the other flotsam with the ripped up queens and knavesQueens and knaves, queens and knavesThere lies a lady, she's gone and she's goneShe'll be a fine lady before too longBut I hit her head and she finished her walkingShe shouldn't be dead, she was too busy talkingBusy talking, busy talkingThey can fill a cup or two and still disturb the peaceIt's never made it all the way from shore to shore, from west to eastI read that independence was a lightness in your stepYou walked away, I felt so heavy at the start of every dayEvery day, every dayI've been waiting an hour and the bus hasn't comeI've been cursing my god for the lack of the sunI've been ruined by destiny, lowered by fateAnd the upshot of this is I'm going to be lateTo be late, to be late

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