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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

Badly Drawn Boy - The Shining

Faith pours from your walls, drowning your calls, i’ve tried to hear; you’re not near…

Remembering when i saw your face shining my way pure timing…

Now i’ve fallen in deep, so silent sleep it’s killing me;
i’m dying
to put a little bit of sunshine in your life.

Soleil all over you, warm sun pours over me, soleil all over you, warm sun…

Now this slip-fallen rift came like a gift; your body moves ever nearer.

And you will dry this tear now that we’re here, and grieve for me—not history.

But now i’m dry of faults; wait for the rain, then it’s replaced—sun-setting.

And suddenly you’re in love with everything.

Soleil all over you, warm sun pours over me, soleil all over you, warm sun…

These lyrics are by Badly Drawn Boy, from The Shining.
Al' song.
Posted at 7:39am on 12 August 2005.
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