She drove to pick a fight with her loverman
The kind of man who likes to bleed because he can
He never understood what she was fighting for
But recognized her knuckles on the door
He said: Come on in my dearest
I've longed for you three weeks at least
Come on in my dearest
And he got punched right across the cheek
She always calmed down after a drink or two
She always said: It's not because of you
And then she kissed him like it was life or death
That kiss was more living than a breath
She said: Come with me my dearest
I've longed for you today
Come with me my dearest
And let her dress fall in that movie-type way
Now If you ever seen your lover in the candlelight
You'll get how she made the sun become shy
That night I got religious in a lightning storm
And I got, I got what she was fighting for
She said: Man, I'm not some other weary girl
I'm the one that kept in hiding in my corner of the world
And my eyes are blinded now
Though I see you everytime I come around?
I said: Don't be scared my lover!
She flinched as a tune came on
Don't be scared my lover!
It was that Arcade Fire song
Rise up pretty, and leave it on
Wake me when the sun goes down
måndag 15 september 2008
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