Allen Tate - CPH
Fit just isn't right
Chase you through the streets at night
Unwritten rules and no emotion
Close up the doors, and close up your heads
Sweet young mothers of Tivoli Gardens
Not what you dreamed of, young in your bed
Golden children and passing hours
Sweet little girls who were named after flowers
Boys in the meadows who chase after them
Become fathers in turn like their fathers had been, oh
Quieter rooms and no emotion
Outran an ocean and half day of wait❲?❳
Stray in the streetlight with nothing to pardon❲?❳
Hang in the air 'til there's something to say
Heavy and hungry, dirty and sharpened
Born in the gardens with thin ❲?❳
I lay around and lose what I've guarded
'Til the girls in the flowers go riding away
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Allen Tate - CPH
Nothing in translation Fit just isn't right Chase you through the streets at night Unwritten rules and no emotion Close up the doors, and close up your heads Sweet
