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Belle And Sebastian Write About Love

your skin turns, woman Travel south until your skin turns brown Put a language in your head and get on a train And then come back to the one you love

at the bar Tell me all about your men And your hopes and the hours of your life You could love After all that's what you're looking for You can love

shoes and cagoule Look I'm getting closer to the real world (Tell me where the girls are?) Thinking about happiness Thinking about Tara Thinking about sorrow Thinking about

of boys The storm, we are the both of us Too close to ever love Whiskey from the Island of Sund Whiskey from the year you were born Tastes like kidnap and ransom and

stop) Give me the morning (Give me the afternoon, the night, the night) Towns' and cities' populations up and grow The workers move to the suburbs In between I watch and

go?) Cover my back (Let yourself show) I took the long way home I feel a blistering Listen up, we'll make a deal And I'll tell you what I see And when