Postcards lyrics ( Faithless )
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Artist : Faithless Song : Postcards Dido:
My love has gone
His boots no longer by my door
He left at dawn and as I slept, I felt him go
[Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys` Jack
The Lad]
Maxi Jazz:
New York, New York, temperature`s droppin`
The band`s out shoppin`, not stoppin` `til ears
pop
Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and
bellhops
And it never stops
I`m waitin` to do an interview, so much to tell
you
Today I feel close enough to smell you
Additional dates they were plannin` just fell
through
Florida`s out
We fly September 22 to Heathrow,
but there`s not really long to go
Tonight will be a brilliant show
Lettin` you know I miss you
More than four hits the floor at a party
Send my love to everybody
Please, send my love to everybody
(everybody everybody everybody...)
Send my love to everybody
(everybody everybody everybody...)
Honey, I`m writin` from D.C., feelin` queasy
Stayin` healthy on the road isn`t easy
The TM recommends an antigen
One of them could resist again
I miss you like a lock in the door
What`s more, I go to sleep with my Walkman
`cause half the crew snored
Don`t mean to be a bore, everybody`s been great,
But there`s fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state
So I stay up late with a tape, or meditate
My bed is travellin` at fifty-five m.p.h.
When we make it to LA, I`ll still be miles away
It`s not my best day
I`m a get some rest, God bless
Dido:
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
(has has has ...)
(wo wo)
Maxi Jazz:
We just stopped a diner so I`m takin` time to
write a few lines
I`m fine, sunshine, the bus driver`s
reclinin` by the grass as the trucks pass
Gleamin` with the flash of sunlight from the
glass on the windscreen
As for us, there`s too much to relate
We`ve done five gigs, yet we`re only in our third
state
America`s big, you`d love how they pile up your
plate
Only place in the world even I can gain weight
Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware
Open air, there`s a rumor Melle Mel`ll be there
Anyway, all my love, God bless, I`m yawning
I really miss watching you get dressed in the
morning
Dido:
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
No earthly ships will ever
Bring him home
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