โหลดเพลง mp3 20 Years of Snow - Regina Spektor

20 Years Of Snow - Regina Spektor
He's a wounded animal

He lives in a matchbox

He's a wounded animal

And he's been coming around here

He's a dying breed

He's a dying breed

His daughter is twenty years of snow falling
She's twenty years of strangers
looking into each other's eyes
She's twenty years of clean

She never truly hated anyone or anything

She's a dying breed

She's a dying breed
She says I'd prefer the moss

I'd prefer the mouth

A baby of the swamps
A baby of the south
I'm twenty years of clean

And I never truly hated anyone or anything

Twenty years of clean
Twenty years of clean

But I got to get me out of here
This place is full of dirty old men
And the navigators with their mappy maps
And moldy heads and pissing on sugarcubes
But I got to get me out of here
This place is full of dirty old men
And the navigators with their mappy maps
And moldy heads and pissing on sugarcubes

while you stare at your boots

And the words float out like holograms

And the words float out like holograms

And the words float out like holograms

They say, feel the waltz, feel the waltz
Come on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz

Feel the waltz, feel the waltz
Come on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz