The Pretty Things

The Pretty Things - Parachute lyrics

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White ice towers, slow dissolving



e

Now fall.



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Below savage moon



1e

Iron cities soon to rust.



2a

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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