letra de ramona was a waitress - paul dempsey
typing letters to the dead
late at night on a closed piano lid
she circles past, she fills your gl-ss
but she doesn’t recognise the song
once in a lifetime she says
the waking life st-tched together in your head
well, what if it’s only worth
the bundle of nerves it’s written on?
and i don’t need these arms anymore
i don’t need this heart now, to love
i don’t need this skin and bone at all
there’s a way you’ve alwys known her
telephone between her cheek and her shoulder
and eyes like crystal b-lls
that just won’t shut up about the future of the future
and ramona was a waitress
all but made of information
in a bar under the third bridge
she says she’s looking forward to living forever
when i won’t need these arms anymore
when i won’t need this heart now to love
and i won’t need this skin and bone at all
at all…
and ramona was a waitress…
letras aleatórias
- oasen › letra de where are you - oasen
- james egan › letra de years - james egan
- バーブ佐竹 › letra de 淋しがりや - バーブ佐竹
- dixie fried › letra de she she she - dixie fried
- 寺田恵子 › letra de vogue - 寺田恵子
- バーブ佐竹 › letra de ついてこいどこまでも - バーブ佐竹
- essenza › letra de (universe) in a box - essenza
- meyer kulmor › letra de 4 fingre - meyer & kulmor
- maria peszek › letra de krew na ulicach - maria peszek
- the wasted › letra de take your hand - the wasted