Philip Quast - Life On Earth / Four Faded Walls paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Life On Earth / Four Faded Walls - Philip Quast



Come in, come in, do you read me?
Come in, can you hear me?
Come in, come in, do you read me? Can you hear me?
Come in, come in, do you read me? Can you hear me?
Come in, come in, come in.
I'm going home, I'm going home
To that poor little town in which I spent so many years
And in that poor little town runs a sad little street
And on that sad little street sits a dull yellow house
And in that dull yellow house
I swear it's yellow - can you believe it?
In that dull yellow house there's a room.
I know that room, I know this room
In that corner in that chair
Used to sit a yellow bear with button eyes, his name was Will
And I recall from long ago how my soldiers row by row
Would all stand guard upon that sill
And over there of course the bed I used to hide beneath
Although now I've grown too fat to fit
Don't ask me how I know, I just do
God, the fantasies and glories I imagined way back then
When now I have to fight to even think one moment through
And standing here it all comes back, the wonders that I knew
Inside these four faded walls I was the hero
Inside these four faded walls I played the prince
The toys paraded very grand and how they'd bow at my command
Inside these four faded walls I smiled
As I've rarely smiled since
And now I live in the city, Sweet Jesus what a city!
You should see it, come out and visit some time
The lights are blinding and the rush is well worth getting
Jesus Christ, I'm sweating just thinking of the place
It's quite a place you know
And I work day and night to keep up with the pace
The crowds move too fast but I stay in the race
Help! My stomach bleeds red till I'm blue in the face
And good God what a life I'm living
Good God what a life I'm living
When I used to have so little
Stranded in the middle of these four faded walls
Inside these four faded walls
Inside these four faded walls I had adventures
Inside these four faded walls the future gleamed
Upon this floor, upon this site
I lived in never ending light
Inside these four faded walls the world was bright
There was no night or so it seemed
Inside these four faded walls I dreamed



Writer(s): Craig Carnelia


Philip Quast - Live at the Donmar
Album Live at the Donmar
date de sortie
30-10-2002




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