| "White Room" by Cream |
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| White Room by Cream In the white room with black curtains near the station Black-roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings And I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves You said no strings could secure you at the station Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows As I walked in such a bad time at the station As I walked out, felt my own needs just beginning And I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back' Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd Consolation for the old wound now forgovern Yellow tigers crouch in jungles in her dark eyes She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings And I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah |
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| Doll Base by: Biscuit |
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