Paroles Teeth Of Marrow, Bones That Resound de William Ryan Fritch
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All her sinews sing human neath even my calloused hands. kneading butter & honey, layer cake of psaltries cloyingly sweet. whilst my body sounds of abrupt plastered walls, splicing every circle. still melodies haunt me like cholicy ghosts, and my pores are clogged with want.the scalded tongue only pretends to taste sweet. lest we be birds, let us not roost over great abysses. and lest we be wolves we know not the toothless dogs envy. throw coins to deep murring wells and sour churches fill our heads fattened papers pockets lighter, but we are as thin as the skin of garlic. I ve sought any primal rhythm filth-footed on our sonorous corpsed and fetal soil only to founder mutely, where will your colts run when the barn is burning. raze the honor and roman permanence of ant heaps with plows drawn by our battered and unresponsive horses, power walks on crooked legs, no empire endures and the pendulum swings both ways as the roots and germs get to work
(Thanks to Zach for these lyrics)
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- Nouvelles paroles :
- Le lit sauvage - Quand vint la grâce - Vive les tamalous - Après les Drapeaux - L'age des possibles - DON'T STOP JAMMIN'
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- Nouveaux artistes :
- Sébastien PERRIN - Dominique Fidanza - BIGA*RANX - Albert Babin - Guylaine et Celine Royer - Caroline Levasseur
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- Meilleur classement :
- Comme un boomerang - La nuit je mens - Fais dodo, Colas mon p'tit frère - Céline - La montagne - You Know Who You Are
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