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Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect
Decemberists
And here I dreamt I was a soldier
And I recall in spring
And I marched the streets of Birkenau
The perfume that the air would bring
Where the barkers call the moon down
To the indolent town
And just to lay with you
The carnival was ringing loudly now
Save lay my rifle down
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
And try one, and try two
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, it's ok, guess it's better to turn this way
And I am nothing of a builder
But here I dreamt I was an architect
And I built this balustrade
To keep you home, to keep you safe
From the outside world
They never seemed to meet
But the angles and the corners,
Even though my work is unparalleled,
This structure fell about our feet
And we were free to go
And try one, and try two
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, ok, guess it's better to turn this way
I will be buried with my marionettes
Will fall beneath my tender hand
And here in Spain I am a Spaniard
Countess and courtesan
When their husbands were not around
But you, my soiled teenage girlfriend
Or are you furrowed like a lioness
And we are vagabonds
We live this close to death
We travel without seatbelts on
And try one, and try two
Alright, it's ok, guess it's better to turn this
I guess it always comes down to
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, it's ok, guess it's better to turn this wayBut I won, so you lose
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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