Nick Drake - Which will

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Which will you go for
Which will you love
Which will you choose from
From the stars above
Which will you answer
Which will you call
Which will you take for
For your one and all
And tell me now
Which will you love the best
Which do you dance for
Which makes you shine
Which will you choose now
If you won t choose mine
Which will you hope for
Which can it be
Which will you take now
If you won t take me
And tell now
Which will you love the best

Inne utwory

  • Rider on the wheel
  • The thoughts of Mary Jane
  • Been smoking too long
  • Here come the blues
  • Day is done
  • Harvest sreed
  • Pink moon
  • Stuck on you
  • My sugar so sweet
  • Blossom friend
  • Bird flew by
  • Strange meeting II
  • Finger lakes
  • Tired of pretending
  • Blues run the game
  • Cocaine blues
  • Northern sky
  • Fruit tree
  • Losowe utwory

    Going back to Cali

    Verse 1
    When the lala hits
    The lyrics jus splits you
    Head so hard, that ya hat can t fit you
    Either I m with ya or against you
    Form that bent you
    Back thru the maze I sent you
    Talkin to tha...

    Falen falen is Babylon

    Babylon inside me
    is projecting to the outside
    darkness in my eye
    is babylon outside
    so I go to zion
    to the mount mehru
    I sit down on the top
    take a look around and see
    I tell you what
    fallen, fallen is babylon
    fallen, fallen is babylon
    fallen, fallen...

    Cracks of my broken heart

    Maybe we need just a little more time
    Time that can heal what s been on your mind
    You can find what we lost before it all slips away
    We need time to mend from the mistakes I ve made
    God only knows what a heart can survive
    So many...

    Pink moon

    I saw it written and I saw it say
    Pink moon is on its way
    And none of you stand so tall
    Pink moon gonna get you all
    It s a pink moon
    It s a pink, pink, pink, pink, pink moon...
    ...

    Decades

    Here are the young men
    A weight on their shoulders
    Here are the young men
    Well, where have they been?
    We knocked on the doors of hell darker chambers
    Pushed to the limits
    We dragged ourselves in
    Watched from the wings
    As the scenes were replaying
    We saw ourselves now...