The Mountain Goats
Текст песни Chanson Du Bon Chose

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Saw the sycamore underneath the moon

Am CD
I was waiting for something & you were sleeping in the living room

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And it was five-sixteen am - the air was sharp and cool

Am CD
And i wondered where you buried our dark little jewel

GD
And the heat rising, in the room

CD
I am digging graves. i am digging graves

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And the water boiling, on the stove

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I am digging graves. i am digging graves

So i held you close to me
I saw the shadows start to gather outside beneath the sycamore tree
And something was changing
This was something here entirely new
Bursting into blossom inside of us both with the sun coming up and
Me holding onto you

And your body breathing on mine
I am digging graves. i am digging graves
And your hands running through my hair
I am digging graves. i am digging graves