Friday's Dust
Doves
Friday's dust Turned into a saturday's It wasn't meant to be this way It wasn't meant to end so late Friday's trust A deal not brokered honestly Perhaps it's just a game they played Tell me they've not flown away All the hope And all the wonder All the strength that they can muster Won't go They won't get me down Their desire It seems they've got designs on me They never want me honestly They try to take me foolishly All the toys and creature comforts All the dreams they can rupture Won't go Friday's dust Takes all the love we own2003 alleria alternative atmospheric BeatbabeBop selection british british rock britpop dieta de martes doves english haunted indie indie rock Just plain beautiful Manchester Mellow rock rock out saturnine seen live setting my soul alight sunscorched eventide despondan
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