domenica 1 gennaio 2012

(dal vecchio blog) #3

Am I likely to succeed with the way things are?
Judging by your smile
You are holding something back
I’m sleepless around midnight
There’s a change in the wind
The remembrance of things you used to hold back
I come around each time your notes are high
To tear you down and drag you up
To let you know what’s going on while I

Sleep on needles
You’ll believe you’re hard
Sleep on needles
And hear only the truth
(Sleep on Needles, Sondre Lerche)

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