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Elizabeth & The Catapult
Elizabeth & The Catapult
Künstler:in
Dan Molad
Dan Molad
Künstler:in
Elizabeth Ziman
Elizabeth Ziman
Künstler:in
Emeen Zarookian
Emeen Zarookian
Künstler:in
Peter Lalish
Peter Lalish
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Elizabeth Ziman
Elizabeth Ziman
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dan Molad
Dan Molad
Produzent:in
Elizabeth Ziman
Elizabeth Ziman
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Lyrics

Two little sparrows, queens of the underworld
Mythical sun kings, running through the grass just as fast, just as fast as we can
Over the meadow, holding hands as we roll
I could stay there forever, hearing Ma’s voice singing, "Go, go, go!"
There goes a pot of gold, there goes a rainbow
There goes a schoolhouse, where my love was born and my youth was sold
And a rock cut my elbow at the bottom of the hill
Then I cried 'til the nightfall, when you picked me up and you carried me home
Take me back to Grandmother's garden
(We can pretend, we can pretend)
You and me and a tangerine sunset
(We can pretend, we can pretend)
And the land of lost things lies under the bed
(We can pretend, we can pretend)
All we have now is what we choose to remember
Over and over again
Cowboys and Indians, unspoken languages
Unbroken promises, and the smell of ganja on a summer's night
And my bones know how to grow, and my heart, how to ache
'Cause I'll come home a dead man, until you wake me up on the very next day
Take me back to Grandmother's garden
(We can pretend, we can pretend)
You and me and a tangerine sunset
(We can pretend, we can pretend)
The land of lost things lies under the bed
(We can pretend, we can pretend)
All we have now is what we choose to remember
Over and over again
Nothing's ever gonna be just like it was back then
Thought I would forget, but now I'm not so sure
Every year, I'm digging deeper, deeper in the sand
Never seem to find exactly what I'm looking for
Nothing's ever gonna be just like it was back then
Thought I would forget, but now I'm not so sure (now I'm not so sure)
Every year, I'm digging deeper, deeper in the sand (in the sand)
Never seem to find exactly what I'm looking for
Take me back to Grandmother's garden
(We can pretend, we can pretend)
You and me and a tangerine sunset
(We can pretend, we can pretend)
'Cause the land of lost things lies under the bed
(We can pretend, we can pretend)
All I have now is what I choose to remember
Over and over again
Over and over, over and over
Over and over, over and over again
Over and over, over and over
Over and over, over and over again
Over and over, over and over
Over and over, over and over again
Over and over, over and over
Written by: Elizabeth Ziman
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