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This Desert (dig)

Genres: Pop
Total songs: 6
Year: 2010

In To It Lyrics - This Desert (dig) - Hundred In The Hands

Lyrics 

 

DEBUT LP 

 

YOUNG ARENT YOUNG 

 

Slinking in the street 

And we take off running 

Living in the light 

On the darker side 

Boys laugh hard 

As we round the corner 

Time we got home, 

It had all been done. 

 

Talking with the girl 

But the girl goes sideways 

Giving her the line 

But hes losing ground 

There she goes 

On her way shooting off 

All around the world 

 

All around the World 

All around the World 

All around the World 

All around the World 

 

Your style is correct so you make an impression 

Owning what you do to know what you are. 

Got to make your own way to be in it. 

We live, we move, 

All around the world 

 

We live, we move, 

All around the world 

 

Young in the light, 

In the light 

On the darker side. 

Young in the light, 

In the light 

On the darker side 

 

All around the World 

 

Boy and girl go down 

To the place by the water 

Creeping into the afternoon 

Young arent so young, 

Theyre getting restless, 

Loving to lose it 

All around the world 

 

LOVESICK (ONCE AGAIN) 

 

Lovesick once again 

I get slapstick when you walk in 

I get so nervous I stutter and flail 

Troubled sleep, 

I dont eat, 

Ive gone pale. 

 

Tarantulas under the skin 

Got King Kong battling within 

A blood moon looms in the sky above 

Im the Wolfman, 

Im frantic in Love. 

 

It it it it it it it rips into me 

I I I I I I Im a mess 

Violins in my heart 

And I start 

To shake and I shake and I shake 

 

Romance, flowers, Champaign 

We go dancing, we kiss in the rain, 

Im sedated and trying to forget 

Im agitated 

Im covered in sweat 

 

It it it it it it it rips into me 

I I I I I I Im a mess 

Violins in my heart 

And I start 

To shake and I shake and I shake 

Shake shake shake 

 

It it it it it it it rips into me 

I I I I I I Im a mess 

Violins in my heart 

And I start 

To shake and I shake and I shake 

Shake, shake 

To shake and I shake and I shake 

And I shake and I shake and I shake 

And I shake and I shake and I shake 

And I 

 

KILLING IT 

 

Chances get lost 

Romances, always is, 

Hidden 

Resistances 

Was it 

Lonely? 

No, 

It wasnt 

Mostly 

We were 

Killing it 

Isnt it all so 

 

We were 

Killing it 

Isnt it all so 

 

Awesome 

 

I swear 

I would 

For you 

 

Heartbreaks and lies 

Eyes lock, paralyzed 

I dont know why 

I dont why 

We were 

Killing it 

Into it, 

Still I keep 

Thinking its 

 

Me. 

 

I Keep 

Falling, 

You keep 

Calling 

 

Tell me why 

Tell me why 

 

You wore 

That look of yours 

That once took my 

breathe away 

 

That all you have to say? 

 

Then, its not up to you. 

 

Holding, discreetly 

Keeping controlled, 

Fascinated, 

Dispossessed 

When we 

Kissed I 

Flinched I 

Tried to 

Hide it 

Tell me why 

Tell me why 

Tell no lies 

Tell no lies 

Tell no lies 

 

Tell me why 

Tell me why 

 

PIGEONS 

 

Saturday comes, 

Sunday comes, we go 

Saturday comes, 

Sunday comes, we go 

We go 

 

Kicking on the edge of town 

Counting all the pigeons down 

Walking in the steps of men. 

I have the feeling theyre not breathing. 

 

Shes shaking like a rattle 

Sneaking out, the hours still 

Waiting for the room to fall in 

Watching the time unwind. 

 

Saturday, Saturday 

Saturday comes, 

Sunday comes, we go 

 

Kicking on the edge of town 

Counting all the pigeons down 

Walking in the steps of men. 

I have the feeling theyre not bleeding. 

 

Laughing like a right-loon 

Slavering at the silvery moon 

Waiting for the room to fall in 

Waiting for him to come. 

 

Saturday, Saturday 

Saturday comes, 

Sunday comes, we go 

 

She is still not still is not still. 

He is here and not here at all. 

 

Cold grey morning, 

Waking in his room she goes 

Crawling out the window, 

Climbing up the crooked stairs. 

Above the ceiling leaning tracing pigeons 

Turning circles in the morning sky. 

I dont know why, you dont just fly away, 

Fly away! 

Fly away! 

 

Saturday comes, 

Sunday comes, we go 

Saturday comes, 

Sunday comes, we go 

Saturday comes, 

Sunday comes, we go 

I dont know why, you dont just fly away, 

Away, away, away 

Saturday comes, 

Sunday comes, we go 

I dont know why, you dont just fly away, 

Away, away, away 

We go