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Paroles de la chanson Quarters In A Pocket par Iron & Wine
Like the setting sun, and more than anyone
You look warmer when you're sinkin' down
Find your favorite tree, and come sit next to me
I've a sheet that's softer than the ground
This time spent with you feels like charcoal sketches for a painting
That you won't let me see
But I've come to find that comfort comes like quarters in a pocket
I thought were lost to me
All your favorite clothes, and all the pain we know
Came from those you favor for a time
Take it off your chest, and throw your loneliness
You look warmer when you're sinkin' down
Find your favorite tree, and come sit next to me
I've a sheet that's softer than the ground
This time spent with you feels like charcoal sketches for a painting
That you won't let me see
But I've come to find that comfort comes like quarters in a pocket
I thought were lost to me
All your favorite clothes, and all the pain we know
Came from those you favor for a time
Take it off your chest, and throw your loneliness
In a surly river, cold and wild
This time spent with you feels like charcoal sketches for a painting
That you won't let me see
But I've come to find that comfort comes like quarters in a pocket
I thought were lost to me
Lie about your sign, and hang your worry line
On a missin' poster for a dog
Find a promise ring, and blind affinity
For a match the gypsy said was wrong
This time spent with you feels like charcoal sketches for a painting
That you won't let me see
But I've come to find that comfort comes like quarters in a pocket
This time spent with you feels like charcoal sketches for a painting
That you won't let me see
But I've come to find that comfort comes like quarters in a pocket
I thought were lost to me
Lie about your sign, and hang your worry line
On a missin' poster for a dog
Find a promise ring, and blind affinity
For a match the gypsy said was wrong
This time spent with you feels like charcoal sketches for a painting
That you won't let me see
But I've come to find that comfort comes like quarters in a pocket
Discovered accidentally
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