The Clientele

The Clientele - My Own Face Inside The Trees songtekst

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All the pines that shiver in the park

Kick my fever through the dark

Through the railings and the iron

Empty bars and tenement lines

Something slips back into place

For a second there's a trace 

Of my face inside the trees

Sudden light in everything


I get up and head down into work

Running errands like a jerk

But the fever does me in

Never touching anything

Like the sea inside a shell

Everything speaks to itself

Darkness comes at half-past three

My own face is in the trees


For six years I have seen a friend

In summer crowds in Europe

When the evening falls

For six years I have seen a friend

In summer crowds in Europe

When the evening falls 


So I left myself back in the night

Moving into clearer light

Neither here nor really gone

Both surrounded and alone

Like the sea inside a shell

Everything speaks to itself

Darkness comes at half-past three

My own face is in the trees


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