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06/09/10

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: BIG EMPTY/STONE TEMPLE PILOTS





Driving faster in my car
Falling farther from just what we are
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill
Falling faster in my car

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride that leaves today no conversation
Time to take her home her lazy head is conscience laden
Time to wait too long
Time to wait too long
Time to wait too long

Too much walking shoes worn thin
Too much tripping and my soul's worn thin
Time to catch a ride it leaves today
Her name is what it means
To much walking shoe's worn thin

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride that leaves today no conversation
Time to take her home her lazy head is conscience laden
Time to wait too long
Time to wait too long
Time to wait too long

Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Conversations kill

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride that leaves today no conversation
Time to take her home her lazy head is conscience laden
Time to wait too long
Time to wait too long
Time to wait too long

Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Conversations kill

ALBUM: PURPLE (1994)

18/04/10

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: ATLANTA/STONE TEMPLE PILOTS





She lives in the bungalow
She kills me with rose garden thorns
She waits for me
My love is unusual
It's painted with roses and thorns
With her I'm complete

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me

Visions of Mexico seduce me
It goes to my head so carefully
Memories of candles and incense
And all of these things remember these?

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She comforts me when the candles burn out
The cake has grown mold but the memories are sweet
The laughter's all all gone but the memories are mine
The mexican princess is out of my life

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me

ALBUM: N°4 (1999)