Autore: Damien Rice

Damien Rice – Dogs

She lives with an orange tree The girl that does yoga She picks the dead ones from the ground When we come over And she gives I get Without giving anything to me Like a morning sun Like a morning Like a morning sun Good good morning sun The girl that does yoga When we come over Girl that does yoga He lives in a little house On the side of a little hill Picks the litter from the ground Litter little brother spills He gives I get Without giving anything to me And the dogs they run And the dogs they And the dogs they run In the good good morning sun Side of a little hill Litter little brother spills Side of a little hill Oh and she’s always dressed in white She’s like an angel, man She burns my eyes Oh and she turns She pulls a smile We drive her ’round And she drives us wild Oh and she moves like a little girl I become a child, man She moves my world And she gets splashed in rain And turns away And leaves me standing She lives with an orange tree The girl that does yoga Got a wolf to keep her warm When he comes over She gives He gets Without giving anything to see And the day it ends And the day...

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Damien Rice – Blower’s Daughter

And so it is Just like you said it would be Life goes easy on me Most of the time And so it is The shorter story No love, no glory No hero in her sky I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes And so it is Just like you said it should be We’ll both forget the breeze Most of the time And so it is The colder water The blower’s daughter The pupil in denial I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes Did I say that I loathe you? Did I say that I want to Leave it all behind? I can’t take my mind off you I can’t take my mind off you I can’t take my mind off you I can’t take my mind off you I can’t take my mind off you I can’t take my mind My mind… my mind ‘Til I find somebody...

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Damien Rice – 03 Moody Mooday

Moody (It’s got me) x 7 Baby, why’d you have to leave? Something up your sleeve? Baby, I find it hard to breath Moody (It’s got me) x 8 Baby, why’d you have to leave? Why’d you have to break free? Why’d you have to go? Moody (It’s got me) x 7 Baby, why’d you have to run? Looking after number one? Baby, why’d you have to go? Why’d you have to phone? (??) Something you’re afraid to show? (??) Someone else you’d rather phone? (??) Moody (It’s got me) Mooday (It’s got...

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Damien Rice – ROOTLESS TREE

What I want from you, is empty your head But they say be true, don’t stain your bed And we do what we need to be free And it leans on me like a rootless tree What I want from us, is empty our minds But we fake, we fuss, and fracture the times We go blind when we needed to see And this leans on me, like a rootless… Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you And all we’ve been through I said leave it, leave it, leave it It’s nothing to you And if you hate me, hate me, hate me Hate me so good That you just let me out Let me out, let me out It’s hell when you’re around Let me out, let me out, let me out Hell when you’re around Let me out, let me out, let me out What I want from this, is learn to let go No, not of you, of all that’s been told Killers re-invent and believe And this leans on me, like a rootless… Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you And all we’ve been through I said leave it, leave it, leave it It’s nothing to you And if you hate me, hate me, hate me Hate me so good That you just let me out Let me out, let me out It’s hell when you’re around...

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Damien Rice – Grey Room

Well I’ve been here before Sat on the floor in a grey, grey room Where I stay in all day I don’t eat, but I play with this grey, grey food Desole, if someone is prayin’ then I might break out Desole, even if I scream I can’t scream that loud I’m all alone again Crawling back home again Stuck by the phone again Well I’ve been here before Sat on a floor in a grey, grey mood Where I stay up all night And all that I write is a grey, grey tune So pray for me child, just for a while That I might break out, yeah Pray for me child Even a smile would do for now ‘Cause I’m all alone again Crawling back home again Stuck by the phone again Have I still got you to be my open door? Have I still got you to be my sandy shore? Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm? Have I still got you to keep me warm? If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine, yeah If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine Oh ’cause nothing is lost, it’s just frozen in frost And it’s opening time, there’s no-one in line But I’ve still got me to be your open door I’ve still got me to...

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