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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

2008

when I came up from out of the meat-locker
the city was gone
the sky was full of lights
the snow provides a silent cover
in moonland, under the stars
under the sn&, I followed this car
& I followed that car, through the s&
through the snow, I turn on the radio
I listen to the deejay, & it must feel nice
it must feel nice to know, that somebody needs you
& everything moves slow, under the stars
under the ash, through the s&
& the night drifts in, the snow provides a silent cover
& I’m not your favourite lover, I turn on the radio
& it must feel nice
o very very nice to know, that somebody needs you
& the chilly winds blow, under the snow
under the stars, the whispering deejay
on the radio, the whispering deejay
on the radio, I’m not yr favourite lover
I’m not yr favourite lover, & It must feel nice
to leave no trace (no trace at all)
but somebody needs you, and that somebody is me
under the stars, under the snow
(yr eyes were closed
you were playing w/ the buttons on yr coat
in the back of that car)
in moonl&, under the stars
in moonl&, & I followed that car

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