Artist: Ray LaMontagne Album: Till The Sun Turns Black Song: Empty Translated title:
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She lifts her skirt up to her knees Walks through garden of roses with her bare feet laughing I never learned to count my blessings I choose instead to dwell in my disaster I walk on the down the hill Through grass grown tall and brown And still it's hard somehow to let go of my pain On past the busted bags and this old and rusted Cadillac There sinks into the field collecting rain Will I always feel this way? So empty so strange
And of these cut through busted sunsets These cold and damp white mornings I have grown weary And through my cracked and dusty country lips I spoke these words out loud with no one to hear me Lay your blouse across the chair Let fall the flowers from your hair And kiss me with that country mouth so plain
Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves To me its sounds like they're Applauding us the sweet love we made Will I always fell this way? So empty so strange
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