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  • 作词 : Elena Marco
    作曲 : Elena Marco/Ismael Tato
    I’m gathering all the letters that didn’t get an answer
    I’m picking all the pictures where I’m not smiling
    Gonna bleach them white
    I’m gonna hang them out in the sun
    Gonna find a spot where the grass is so wet
    That it blocks any fire
    Where the rain won’t soak
    I’ll get rid of the things
    I see that never see me
    That I can never change
    But which can slowly change me
    I’m gonna call some friends
    To help me build my paper house
    I have been living in a seventh-storey cave
    Where the stained concrete and rusty steel
    Seem to crave
    For a little light and a little peace
    And a gust of wind
    To blow away the smell of the
    Bitter hearts and the broken dreams
    But there are no windows
    I’ll get rid of the things
    I see that never see me
    That I can never change
    But which can slowly change me
    I’m gonna call some friends
    To help me build my paper house
    With empty walls I can
    Furnish with the songs
    That all my clouds are shaped in
    I’m gathering all the letters that didn’t get an answer
    I’m picking all the pictures that I’m not smiling
  • 作词 : Elena Marco
    作曲 : Elena Marco/Ismael Tato
    I’m gathering all the letters that didn’t get an answer
    I’m picking all the pictures where I’m not smiling
    Gonna bleach them white
    I’m gonna hang them out in the sun
    Gonna find a spot where the grass is so wet
    That it blocks any fire
    Where the rain won’t soak
    I’ll get rid of the things
    I see that never see me
    That I can never change
    But which can slowly change me
    I’m gonna call some friends
    To help me build my paper house
    I have been living in a seventh-storey cave
    Where the stained concrete and rusty steel
    Seem to crave
    For a little light and a little peace
    And a gust of wind
    To blow away the smell of the
    Bitter hearts and the broken dreams
    But there are no windows
    I’ll get rid of the things
    I see that never see me
    That I can never change
    But which can slowly change me
    I’m gonna call some friends
    To help me build my paper house
    With empty walls I can
    Furnish with the songs
    That all my clouds are shaped in
    I’m gathering all the letters that didn’t get an answer
    I’m picking all the pictures that I’m not smiling