Run to the bedroom, in the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe
Roger Waters (One Of My Turns)
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Louder Than Words
 

Музыка: Дэвид Гилмор
Текст: Полли Сэмсон
Вокал: Дэвид Гилмор

We bitch and we fight,
Diss each other on sight
But this thing we do...
These times you get
Rain or shine or stormy weather -
This thing we do.

With world-weary grace
We've taken our places.
We could curse it or nurse it and give it a name,
Or stay home by the fire
Felled by desire, stoking the flame
But we're here for the ride.

It's louder than words
This thing that we do,
Louder than words
The way it unfurls.

It's louder than words
The sum of our parts,
The beat of our hearts,
It's louder than words,
Louder than words.

The strings bend and slide
As the hours glide by.
An old pair of shoes,
Your favorite blues gonna tap out the rhythm.
Let's go with the flow
Wherever it goes,
We're more than alive.

It's louder than words
This thing that we do,
Louder than words
The way it unfurls.

It's louder than words
The sum of our parts,
The beat of our hearts,
It's louder than words.

Louder than words
This thing they call soul.
It's there with a pulse
Louder than words,
Louder than words.

   
 
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