На мне луна рисует белым

Leonard Cohen

Florence + The Machine.
Четвертый месяц слушаю по кругу.
Удивительная совершенно девИца.

No Light, No Light



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Глазами слэшера (привет, Лукас), или "профессиональные" аберрации. Неделю уже не могу отвязаться ни от этого фильма, ни от этой песни, ни от этого рыжего отморозка с прозрачными глазами, влюбленного одержимо, безнадёжно, дО смерти .



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSzQ5MmFZ2M&feature=player_embedded

I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say
But I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait...
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say.

That it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
(But that's nothing new)
Yeah yeah

I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue
And you say
Sorry like an angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
Woahooo woah

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah

I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground...

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