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Kings Of Convenience Riot On An Empty Street

Why, why so quiet oh my mysterious country singer she asked my life (love), it's a riot I am climbing barricades in empty streets at night when I'm down

, but the paint is coming off I didn't know if you wanted to But I came to pick you up You didn't even hesitate And now you and me are on our way I

circles Places look the same And we're the only difference The wind is in your hair It's covering my view I'm holding on to you On a bike we've hired

All I do is sleep all day and think of you A memory of the cushion's life I'm clinging to The image of a mutual one, our haven The sombre chords of our

the streets, in the corners, there's a scent in the air I ask you out and I lead you, I know my way around here There's a bench I remember, and on the

spin top made a sound Like a train across the valley It faded, oh, so quiet But constant 'til it passed Over the ridge to the distances Written on your

One, two, one, two I walked around for hours, two ten pence pieces in my hand I was alone freezing, still trying hard to understand you I left the others

Why, why so quiet oh my mysterious country singer she asked my life (love), it's a riot I am climbing barricades in empty streets at night when I'm down

so I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy but there's only one thing on my mind searching boxes underneath the counter on a chance that on