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Besedila: Nizlopi. Half These Songs Are About You. Freedom.

Call me up and that's all I need
Bring your loving, smiling face over
I feel like, getting it right
Overnight, start over

I thought playing that loving game
Would never be simple again
But you're staying overnight
So maybe I'm doing something right

You can feel it in the trees
I feel it by degrees
Feel it fresh and new
I'm getting myself in love with you

The sun will rise up and you'll be in freedom
So much freer than you were before
It's in the seed now, it's in the season
I'm so excited it's knocking down your door

And they say, it's such a funny story
After a winter of getting dull and blue like a Tory
In getting all feared up, as the bond that ties
Cries, lies, incites the tears to your eyes

And the job will know I'm insane
To go running from love again
Into a lover's arms
Like a burglar running out on an alarm

It's a fucking swarm of bees
Or some waitress, it's a tease
Or some song was full of light
Coming 'round to you late at night

The sun will rise up, and you'll be in freedom
So much freer than you were before
It's in the seed now, it's in the season
I'm so excited it's knocking down your door

The sun will rise up and I will wise up
So much freer than we were before

It's in your CD, it's fucking teaming
Saw it around you taking you on a tour
And now, now, call the fuzz, it's such a buzz

From the start
You press the memory
You press the memory to your heart

What you waiting for?
A fallen love is an idea for sure
What you waiting for?
Like there was any law
She's like a sonnet, she's so on it

From the start
You press the memory
You press the memory to your heart

What you waiting for?
Fallen love's an idea for sure
What you waiting for?
Like there was any law

The sun will rise up, you'll be in freedom
So much freer than you were before
It's in the seed now, it's in the season
So excited it's knocking down your door

You'll bring that blessing
We'll sing the rest in
Freedom, to prisoner, to freedom

Half These Songs Are About