I can´t leave my house
o r a n s w e r t h e p h o n e.
I´m going down again
b u t f e e l i n g n o p a i n.
And that´s the great change
and mercy to boot ---
the enemy´s dead
and I don´t have to shoot.
I sit in my chair
and I look at the street --
the enemy´s gone
and his absence is sweet!
I move with the leaves
I shine with the chrome
I´m almost alive
I´m almost at home.
o r a n s w e r t h e p h o n e.
I´m going down again
b u t f e e l i n g n o p a i n.
And that´s the great change
and mercy to boot ---
the enemy´s dead
and I don´t have to shoot.
I sit in my chair
and I look at the street --
the enemy´s gone
and his absence is sweet!
I move with the leaves
I shine with the chrome
I´m almost alive
I´m almost at home.
E MESMO ELE TEVE *UM SEU* MOTIVO PARA BAIXAR A GUARDA. AS PROVIDÊNCIAS VIERAM POR SI PRÓPRIAS.
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