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anna mieke - arbour lyrics

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[verse 1]
rusting in a restless heat
this heavy curtained room’s no place for me
the king’s feet and his broken speech
those were dark days in this field

coffee pressed bread basket dreams
hungry then and still it seems
oh our backs pressed up red-brick thin
wine red, chequered skin

[chorus]
italy you’re calling me
italy you’re calling me
oh italy you’re calling

[verse 2]
batter born it’s blood in my grain
the sheets were warm where we’d lain
i clung to you in your bed
i was far-flung in my head

i was a free-wheeling racing child
graffiti yard lock in
and the trees swallowed us where we sat
left us stoned on the cobbled flat

[chorus]
italy you’re calling me
italy you’re calling me
oh italy you’re calling

- anna mieke lyrics

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