Текст песни Varieties of Exile - Beirut
Every
word
sounds
like
a
siren
Into
the
town,
breaking
the
silence
It's
a
good
life,
wait
and
it's
over
Everywhere,
ever,
oh
We
never
would
had
mind
Here
for
next
time
If
there
was
doubt
It's
getting
colder
In
a
new
light
I'd
turn
it
over
I
can't
decide
If
there's
another
Hand
on
your
fate,
never
We
never
would
had
mind
Here
for
next
time
We
never
would
had
mind
Here
for
next
time
1 Gallipoli
2 I Giardini
3 Gauze für Zah
4 When I Die
5 We Never Lived Here
6 Light in the Atoll
7 Varieties of Exile
8 Family Curse
9 On Mainau Island
10 Fin
11 Landslide
12 Corfu
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