Text Písně: Leeds - Indigo Girls

It's dark at four p.m. in Leeds
The steeples pierce the skylight till the last of it bleeds
The absent sound of another day as it recedes
Into the shadows, until it's nothing

Fax papers slipped under the hotel room door
Like food for the prisoner and the prospect to the whore
Well-fed and halfway drunk I ache myself for more
Until I'm shadows of myself, until I'm nothing

Sixteen black churches burning on the TV
All the way from Texas to Tennessee
Politician locks my eye and says to me
There is no crisis here there's no conspiracy

I crave inertia every move made so I can stop
Whatever this madness is in me spinning like a top
On a bed of anxiety over a deep dark drop
Down into nothingness, into without-you-ness

Was it ever so the evil creeped like ivy
A toehold on the stronger half of nature's dichotomy
I'm beating back a path through nothing more than pure insistence
So here becomes the distance

Hold my head love, I'm sick tonight
Find the open hole and press your fingers there with all your might
Before the last ounce of my spirit bleeds

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Indigo Girls - Left Me A Fool
Indigo Girls - Lay My Head Down
Indigo Girls - Last Tears
Indigo Girls - Language Or The Kiss
Indigo Girls - Fire And Rain

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