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letra de dylan thomas (1996–1998) - antje duvekot

[verse]
well, i never knew your story, but i stand before your grave
i have been stumbling, bewildered, in a daze
the pages of my youth that i so carelessly cut loose
if i’d held them harder, they would still have got away

there’s a page for every day, containing watermelon seeds
a page for dressing up and jumping off the roof
i’ll fold them well enough to float in shapes of little paper boats
and i’ll let ‘em go, and i will send them off to you

[chorus]
in my recurring dream, i’m in a play, but i don’t seem
to know my lines, and i can never find the script
but when my curtain call comes, i wanna know i was someone
who found a way to just let go of all that sh-t

[refrain]
hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh-ooh
hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh

[verse]
well, i never knew your story, but i stand before your grave
it feels abandoned, like the halls you never walked
i was gawky; i was scared; a little awkward, but i was there
and i’ll be d-mned if i let go of that thought
you never did lose money on a tour of illinois
you’d have been grateful for the traffic and the rain
you never got to get your heart crushed in a blender by a boy
when you got home again, so who am i to complain?

[chorus]
and in my recurring dream, i’m in a play, but i don’t seem
to know my lines, and i can never find the script
but when my curtain call comes, i wanna know i was someone
who found a way to just let go of all of that sh-t

[refrain]
hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh-hoo
hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh-hoo-hoo
hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh-hoo
hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh-hoo-hoo

[verse]
suppose your parents were poets since they named you dylan thomas
but you never got to rage against the dying of the light
so i shall ride with your ghost and all those poets who died young
no, i am no unlucky one

and i know now what i owe, and i shall speak it in your name
it’s to drink freely from that well and not dwell one more day in the walls of shame
and the pages of my youth, i will no longer grieve
i’ll send them off to you, my friend, with watermelon seeds
[chorus]
and in my recurring dream, i’m in a play, and i don’t seem
to know my lines, so i’ll just make them up
and when my curtain call comes, you best believe i was someone
who found a way to let in all of that love

in my recurring dream, i’m in a play, but i don’t seem
to know my lines, so i’ll just make them up
and when my curtain call comes, you best believe i was someone
who found a way to let in all of that love
a way to let in all of that lo-lo-lo-love
all of that love
a way to let in all of that lo-lo-lo-love
all of that love

- antje duvekot

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