The Pretty Things
The Pretty Things - Parachute lyrics
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White ice towers, slow dissolving
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Now fall.
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Below savage moon
1e
Iron cities soon to rust.
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Warned first by the gathering shadows
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They fled.
1d
From wide vapour deserts
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They turned turned towards the sea.
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Pale worn the walking, pass
1d
Through concrete glades.
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Torn shadows, slashed silence, ahhh.
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Language: English
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- Country: United Kingdom
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