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~ Hounds of Love ~
“It’s in the trees!
It’s coming!”
when i was a child
running in the night
afraid of what might be
hiding in the dark
hiding in the street
and of what was following me …
now hounds of love are hunting
i’ve always been a coward
and i don’t know what’s good for me
.
here i go !
it’s coming for me through the trees
Oh, Help Me, SomeOne !
Help Me, Please !
take my shoes off
and throw them in the lake
and i’ll be, two steps on the water
.
i found a fox
caught by dogs
he let me take him in my hands
his little heart
it beats so fast
and i’m ashamed of running away
from nothing real …
i just can’t deal with this
but i’m still afraid to be there
among your hounds of love
and feel your arms surround me
i’ve always been a coward
mmm, and never know what’s good for me
.
oh, here i go !
don’t let me go !
hold me down !
it’s coming for me through the trees
Oh, Help Me, Darling …
Help Me, Please !
and take my shoes off
and throw them in the lake
and I’ll be, two steps on the water
i don’t know what’s good for me
i don’t know what’s good for me
i need your love, love, love
love, love, love, yeah, yay yo !
Your love!
and, take your shoes off
and throw them into the lake !
do you know what i really need ?
do you know what i really need ?
i need love, love, love
love, love, love, yeah !
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. ( on “metaphysical gravity” particularly @17:54 ) .
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awnidea 