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Okkervil River - We Need A Myth | Текст Иностранной Песни
We need a myth We need an amethyst bridge We need a high hanging cliff Jump, fall and lift We can make it But we need a myth We need a path through the
Okkervil River - Happy Hearts | Текст Иностранной Песни
Why must happy hearts break so hard, leave you curled up in the back seat of a car, staring up at the windshield? When will broken hearts learn how to heal? This boy I knew was five years older
Okkervil River - The Latest Toughs | Текст Иностранной Песни
ll the latest toughs, you've got to shrug them off or shut them off. With ten-thousand-time-told truths, you've still got to ask for proof. Ask for proof, because if you're dying to
Okkervil River - Pop Lie | Текст Иностранной Песни
All sweetly sung and succinctly stated Words and music you calculated To make you sing along with your stereo on As you stand in your shorts on your lawn Get
Okkervil River - Get Big | Текст Иностранной Песни
"Once we get to the end of this song, then it will begin again." So you said in our bed. I was watching light slip through blinds to find your skin. "So take your medicine and I
Okkervil River - Red | Текст Иностранной Песни
Red is my favorite color, red like your mother's eyes after awhile of crying about how you don't love her. She says "I know I don't deserve supervised sight of her, but each day
Okkervil River - Maine Island Lovers | Текст Иностранной Песни
To cheat on Maine islands - days of laughter, nights of sighing. To love without ceasing - flowering orchards, salty sea-things. To say without shyness "unreal city, you have killed
Okkervil River - The Next Four Months | Текст Иностранной Песни
Maybe we could break your ankle, clean and unsuspiciously. An ER trip, a doctor's slip, and you could share your pills with me. Won't it feel so good, though, when
Okkervil River - Lost Coastlines | Текст Иностранной Песни
Packed and all eyes turned in No one to see on the quay, no one waving for me Just the shoreline receding Ticket in my hand and thinking wish I didn't hand it in
Okkervil River - In A Radio Song | Текст Иностранной Песни
Black, black sheep boy, blue-eyed charmer, head hanging with horns from your father - oh, in a cold little mirror you were grown, by a black little wind you were blown, alone, alone, alone. Sad
