Текст песни Marty Willson-Piper - Volumes
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Borrowed grapes from stores of goldPut plastic back where metal`s soldMen in quarries connect their bombOne two three, a new SaigonCheck the bottle, is it full?Have you found which pin to pull?Boys in shirts get dirty handsSmoke kills seagulls on the sandsThey have pages, they take agesTo read and to learnThey`re heavy to carry and easy to burnVolumes have secretsTake them on holidayBook them a room, save them a moment, swallow their swoonPretty things all in a rowFlowers who can`t seem to growFinding the pearls, then finding the bloodAnd finding the water is woodThe something I wanted has just flown byIt looked at me sideways and told me to tryI hope it`s a message from someone obscureI hope it`s the man next door