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Marty Willson-Piper lyrics
How Come They Don't Touch The Ground lyrics
Even yesterday has gone away
Has tomorrow ever come
Will next week last forever
How come it's funny but it's not fun
Have the fingers slipped, has time been cut
Has the face misled the eye
Break the glass let me out of here
Why doesn't six come after five
Turning, turning round and round
My feet are burning
How come they don't touch the ground
I play a game on the paving stones
The cracks seem so small to me
I suddenly shrink and meet some insect friends
And need binoculars to see across what now is wide to me
They close the doors on another train
The windows dirty as the floor
You can play games with your reflections
But I don't do that anymore
I got up to leave
But something I couldn't see--stopped me
Other Marty Willson-Piper lyrics:
I Know I Won't lyrics
Art On The Run lyrics
Night Is Over lyrics
Velvet Fuselage lyrics
Sleepy Metal Box lyrics
Winter Splinter Bay lyrics
The Lantern lyrics
Volumes lyrics
Soft Murder lyrics
Travelling Through The Sea Of Sun Machines lyrics
The Width And The Height lyrics
O' Stockholm lyrics
She's King lyrics
Too Round To Be Square lyrics
You Whisper lyrics
Fear lyrics
Evil Queen Of England lyrics
On The Tip Of My Tongue lyrics
Listen\Space lyrics
Frightened Just Because Of You lyrics
Word lyrics
Ah Stockholm lyrics
FOREVER (For Ann) lyrics
St. Germain lyrics
Melancholy Girl lyrics
Questions Without Answers lyrics
Melody Of The Rain lyrics
Idiots lyrics
Say lyrics
Time Is Imaginary lyrics
How Can I Help It lyrics
Melancholy God lyrics
To Where I Am Now lyrics
Cascade lyrics
I Can't Cry lyrics
Will I Start To Bleed lyrics
Turn Away To The Stars lyrics
Luscious Ghost lyrics
Scandanavian Stare lyrics
Can't Ever Risk An Openness With You lyrics
Even Though You Are My Friend lyrics
Adelle Yvonne lyrics
The Saddest House In Stockholm lyrics
Kiss You To Death lyrics
Melts My Heart lyrics
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