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dressed/IN A MATTER OF SPEECH Lyrics - Artist : Le Butcherettes
I was only a figure dressed in a matter of speech
How could my mother place doubt in me when loose ends come from motion of space? She knew a son who gave himself to all within the threat of Saturn-magical-myths Love came to us in an instant Not knowing how to prove to ourselves When we finally made it All hell was put to the test of survival The moors of Tzar gave us a parting gift Our girl was born on top of lucid sands Sweet natural child puts old doubts to rest The night is red yet here she lays Inconceivable loners We found each other one summer evening He was right there beside me As Fellini's credits were rolling Some years had passed before too long The seed of dawn had formed a sorrow less song Sweet natural child puts old doubts to rest The night is red yet here she lays Sweet natural child has saved us from death This fear has gone as she appears Been unapproved for far too long: it's good Won't feed their need for feeling need: it's cool So much wasted time in fighting love Dressed in speech no more Our lives belong in another world |
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