lyrics
I didn't have time to talk, so down by the lake you sat to contemplate. When up through the water came a giant coal black tongue and though you must have struggled it must have pulled you down. And all that was left were the laces of your shoes, there's no-one to tell how those laces came loose. I never used to sit by that lake and I still don't, that's why I never see the bubbles rising that must carry your thoughts. All that was left were the laces of your shoes. Your hair must be waving in the water and you must be dead. My hair is still dry and I am alive.
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Annalena Bludau,
released 01 March 2009
Acoustic guitar: Annalena Bludau.
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