Forks and Knives (La Fête) Beirut
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[Verse 1]
Uptown, the street's in a calming way
And outside is warm as a bed with a maid
And I find it's all our waves and rays
That makes the days go on this way
[Verse 2]
I heard the sad sound of words
Spoken from a beak of a wise old bird
Uptown, the streets are kept afloat
Our ground never leaves me alone
[Verse 3]
He means well, saying
I've got stories of wine, superb
And of course my childhood, forks and knives
And a hospital bed, where I turned my life over and over again
Uptown, the street's in a calming way
And outside is warm as a bed with a maid
And I find it's all our waves and rays
That makes the days go on this way
[Verse 2]
I heard the sad sound of words
Spoken from a beak of a wise old bird
Uptown, the streets are kept afloat
Our ground never leaves me alone
[Verse 3]
He means well, saying
I've got stories of wine, superb
And of course my childhood, forks and knives
And a hospital bed, where I turned my life over and over again
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