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Porte de Saint-Cloud
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Porte de Saint-Cloud was released on January 1, 2007 by Signature / Radio France as a part of the album Corps Electriques
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2007
LabelSignature / Radio France
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Katie Jane Garside
Katie Jane Garside
Songwriter

Lyrics

A shock as the train pulls in
Solaria on a string
Lovers cling
But did you get on the train?
He's staring back at me
Now the train pulls away
But did you get on the train?
But did you get on the train?
But I'm sure, I'm never sure
Do you know that I played Solaria last night?
The fields are flooded
You make earth rain
And the birds lift
As a manta ray dancing
I hear the air vent
From the hotel room in Piccadilly
More flooding and a skeleton house
And lines across demi fields
We climb higher now
And I think of us in Himalaya
The ice bloom, the dirt cunt
Your eyes watching
Get him off
Get him off
Get him off
Who am I to sink this ship
And spill the blood that's left in it
And who am I to reach down deep
The surface tension all to keep
And who am I beneath this skin
The lies denied, the dice spinning
And who am I to live this life
A lady stinking city queen
What have I done?
What have I done?
And who am I to sink this ship
And spill the blood that's left in it
And who am I to be set free
To twist the knives too cold, too mean
And who am I to be in love with you
When you ask the question, I will too
And who am I to crave the life
The traps I set my alibis
What have I done?
What have I done?
What have I done to you?
And who am I to sink this ship
And spill the blood that's left in it
And who am I to be in love with you
When the cul-de-sac is on my room
And who am I to be set free
From the twisting knives that burn in me
And who am I on bended knee
'Cause I paid the price too sweet to me
What have I done?
What have I done?
What have I done (to you?)
And who am I to sink this ship
And spill the blood that's left in it
And who am I on a crimson tide
To point the finger, question why
And who am I with a blackened heart
Whose lazy sense to tear apart
And who am I to reach down deep
The surface tension bleeds my key
What have I done?
What have I done?
What have I done to you?
What have I done?
What have I done?
What have I done to you?
What have I done?
What have I done?
What have I done to you?
Written by: Katie Jane Garside
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