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Dillon - As much as I ever could
(City and Colour Cover)
Oh my fucking God…
Ziggy stood on his tiptoes when he and Dillon hugged…
An interview of Dillon for the Women of the World Festival 2015
Dillon @ Melt! Festival 2014
Samstag, 04.10., 20:27 Uhr – Mitte, Volksbühne: Viel Schall, Rauch und Dillon. © Milena Zwerenz
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Strongest taste
Loudest drop
Head is filled
The thought, unlocked
You’d be thirteen
I’d be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to
Hide
Be together but alone
As the need for it has grown
Cha-cha, cha-cha, cha-cha
Cha-cha, cha-cha
A cave or a shed
A car or a bed
A hole in the ground
Or a burial mound
A bush or a tree
Or the Aegean see will do for me
Cha-cha, cha-cha, cha-cha
Cha-cha, cha-cha-haa
I can say that you look pretty
You turn my legs into spaghetti
You set my heart on fire
For you I found a vent
In the bottom of a coal mine
Just enough space for your hands in the inside
If you go
Do let me know
You’d be thirteen
I’d be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to hide
A den or a dessert
Perhaps an ink squirt
A cellar, a wishing well, a war
Or a guarantee will do for me
For you I found a cell
On the top floor of a prison
Just enough space for you to fit your feet in
If you go
Do let me know
For you I found a cell
On the top floor of a prison
Just enough space for you to fit your feet in
If you go
Please let me know
I go running with a heart on fire
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