Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down
I held the blade in trembling hands
Prepared to make it, but
Just then the phone rang
I never had the nerve to make the final cut
Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down
I held the blade in trembling hands
Prepared to make it, but
Just then the phone rang
I never had the nerve to make the final cut
What an awesome album. Waters was an amazing lyricist. 💕 now I feel I must go listen.
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“Or is it just a crazy dream?” is the other gut-pull line I’ve always been drawn too.
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Definitely not a dream. I don’t believe in that. It’s real. What IS real?? Are dreams real? They are, right? Are hopes real? Are desires? Are you? Am I??
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But it is a damn good verse. Actually, the song is one damn good verse. “Making love to girls in magazines” always connects with me.
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I BET it does!! 😉🤣
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Just what are you saying young miss?!?!
Oh. Wait. Umm. Yeah.
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EXACTLY.
caribou – 1
raven – 0
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No fair. I basically gave you that one.
Secret. Caribou will always be ahead. By design.
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On top, ahead, behind, underneath… you know, whatever 😉
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