" You'll go and I'll be okay I can dream the rest away It's just a little touch of fate, it will be okay. It sure takes its precious time, but it's got rights and so I have. I turn my head up to the sky, I focus one thought at a time. I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttonned sleeves. You couldn't be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind. I have no where I'll have time. There are no legible sings. I like the way that you talk, I like the way that you talk. It's hard to recreate such an individual game. You wait you turn in the queue, You say your sorry's and thank you's I don't think you're ever a hundred percent in the room. You're not in the room. Deepest, of the dark nights here lies, the highest of highs Neopolitan dreams stretching out to the sea. You wait you turn in the queue You say your sorry's and thank you's I don't think you're ever a hundred percent in the room. You're not in the room... "
Lisa Mitchell - Neopolitan dream
THE RACONTEURS - Steady, As She Goes (Broken Boy Soldiers)
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