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April Fool’s Day - Three small sponge cakes ... - Canción (letra e información)

Three small sponge cakes ...

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Letra de “Three small sponge cakes ...”

Turning the key over twice, a few old songs,
a jacket to keep "The cold of a June’s night" away.
And he don’t know how he has three
small sponge cakes in his pocket.

One hundred steps, more or less,
and eat the first one,
he starts to lose between concrete
and becomes tiny, sounds and music join together.

With the second one on his hand
city angles disappear
and it embraces him strong.
It takes him to the escape.

Tall house’s walls put pressure on him
and once he was alone
the ceiling became the new bedmate.
Maybe it’s time to turn the page over.

The last one changes lights and sounds
for low angle view images
and anaesthetizes gently the pressure
of invisible hands on his chest.

Tall house’s walls put pressure on him
and once he was alone
the ceiling became the new bedmate.
Maybe it’s time to turn the page over.

Coming back home
wondering about the strange
anaesthesia of small sponge cakes.
Three small sponge cakes.

Tall house’s walls put pressure on him
and once he was alone
the ceiling became the new bedmate.
Maybe it’s time to turn the page over.

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