Текст (слова) песни: belle and sebastian - Slow Graffiti
There`s a portrait In a back room, Which I keep for days upon, which I relent And gaze for hours on the muscle skin and bone of some Imaginary friend.
So how about it? Show me please how I will look in twenty years And let me please, Interpret history in every line and scar that`s painted There in front of me.
It doesn`t matter what I`m thinking What I tell myself to do I`ll end up calling.
I stay in to defrost the fridge Now the kid has gone to bed A feeling of dread. At least when she`s around the troubles there, It`s worse to wake up with her falling round the room.
Listen Johnny; you`re like a mother To the girl you`ve fallen for, And you`re still falling.
Listen Johnny; You`re like a mother to the girl you`ve fallen for, And you`re still falling, And if they come tonight You`ll roll up tight and take whatever`s coming to you next.
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