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Review

November, 22nd 2015
3:38 of soft sound, which begins with a flute. Continuation with a smiling voice of a man who takes the words as gently as if stroking a head of his beloved one. During the course of the melody, voice changes the depth as well as the pace. And even shows different emotions. It's very interesting to listen to it due to such a fantastic possession with vocal cords. And when the other voices enter, the melody becomes even more charming. The genre is musical.

Poison in My Pocket lyrics

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Poison in My Pocket Song Lyrics


You and I go sailing by, and no one will know where to find us
Unseen, unknown, and blissfully alone
We're leaving the riffraff behind us
All afternoon in our sweet cocoon
Our care for the moment at bay
Side-by-side, who knows how far we'll glide
Bid the world goodbye --- fly away ?
I am standing here with poison in my pocket
Standing on this frozen little dock-
It seems that I've just let them skate my opportunity away
If I had the poise to put the poison in a pot of tea or else a shot of gin
I would be back amid the noise of london by the end of day
But,
I am standing here with poison in my pocket
One eye on the target, one eye on the clock
It better happen soon before I lose my nerve and run
If I had a knife I could have grabbed him
And discreetly knocked him on the head and stabbed him
Not to mention what I would have done if I had had a gun
Then again,
The thought occurs if I had truly taken stock
It might have stopped me from putting poison in my pocket
What a fool to travel all this way and not think twice
Murder's not a hobby for the cautious
Thoughts of violence can make the timid nauseous
Gasp,
Unless of course the victim plunges head-on through the ice
It appears that I've been handed quite an opportune solution
And all that still remains is proper execution
I had better join them on the lake before it gets too late
Suddenly there is no stumbling block
It means that I won't need the poison in my pocket
What a stroke of luck, Sibella teased me till I learned to skate
Curse her now ?
Time is racing now
Time is racing on
It's all a matter of pacing
In a moment, this moment will be gone
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As to create a hole in which the tragic lovers meet their doom)
You and I go sailing by, and no one will know where to find us
(One could call this rather diabolic
Is it strange? to feel a little melancholic)
Unseen, unknown, and blissfully alone
(A twinge of some remorse- of course a consciounce I assume)
We're leaving the riffraff behind us
(But, no! As I'm cutting, I am contemplating
And the truth is, it's a tad exhilarating)
All afternoon in our sweet cocoon
(Even though it is not so unconceivable that I'll be gone?)
Our care for the moment at bay
(Still it comes as quite a shock the ----?
That I'll be standing here with poison in my pocket )
Side-by-side, who knows how far we'll glide
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Bid the world goodbye --- fly away ?
Away
All of this is frankly, easier than I had thought