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Jeffrey Foucault - Standing Ovation lyrics

Artist: Jeffrey Foucault

album: Cold Satellite


All the households in this world
Are in some way like this
Each its own standing ovation
Of all of our heroic goodbyes
This will be the last
Of all of our self-proclaimed tragedies
They are not what fails us now
I wish you whatever you wish
You tell me again and again
Then cup my face in your hands
And come with me come with me
Come with me and we'll go
To burkina faso
Or somewhere where just now
A revolution or a coup
Somewhere where we could not stay
Come with me

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