paroles de chanson The Orange Monkey - PJ Harvey
A
restlessness
took
hold
my
brain
And
questions
I
could
not
hold
back
An
orange
monkey
on
a
chain
On
a
bleak
uneven
track
Told
me
that
to
understand
You
must
travel
back
time
I
took
a
plane
to
a
forein
land
And
said
I'll
write
down
what
I
find
Beneath
a
mountain's
jagged
shelves
Cloacked
with
snow
and
shadows
sheer
Plates
tipped
up
upon
themselves
The
pain
of
fifty
million
years
And
mules
and
goats
were
running
wild
A
happy
chaos
carried
on
And
old
men
and
the
young
boys
smiled
And
worked
until
the
day
was
gone
Packs
of
sandy-coloured
dogs
Walked
streets
that
looked
like
building
sites
But
piles
of
rocks
and
dust
and
smog
Could
not
hold
block
out
a
different
light
When
I
returned
I
ran
to
meet
The
monkey,
but
his
face
had
changed
He
stood
before
me
on
two
feet
The
track
was
now
a
motorway
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