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I was left to my own devices Many days fell away with nothing to show And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? We were caught up and lost in all of our vices In your pose as the dust settled around us And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? Eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? Oh, oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? If you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
The last time I watched this was 10 years ago, when I was first starting to heal. I couldn’t listen to it without crying the entire way through. Today, I can sing along with genuine joy because I truly proud of all my scars, and the wisdom they have brought. Thank you for being part of my journey during a time when music was the only way I could be vulnerable enough to feel.
since the dinosaurs - still my favorite song - his voice - im a dance head. but this perfection
I NEED this version on spotify
Musique magnifique ❤
He is as gorgeous as his voice...
Excellentissime!
I’ve got a lump in my throat and you’re gonna sing the words wolf.
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I love music so much.
Love this
the perfect song not just because of fifa
C'est pas d'aujourd'hui que kiff le morceau , mais heureusement que t'as un putain de batteur ! Il te sauve la mise..même si il n'y a rien de synchro... les chorurs sont où ? 😅
I absolutely adore this song. I love the original. I have played the Detone mix in clubs, and just recently discovered the acoustic. I LOVE IT. THANK YOU. The deep voice is sexy AF
Overall The bust style line and fitting very weird , either feel not enough room or the apex so pointed. And the color story is little bit all over the place.. I think the most impact is the flower wall instead the outfits..
She is the type of a girl that you had the biggest crush of in highschool...
Wonderful voices
Best Version
It's beautful!
Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu I was left to my own devices Many days fell away with nothing to show And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? We were caught up and lost in all of our vices In your pose as the dust settled around us And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? Eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? Oh, oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? If you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu I was left to my own devices Many days fell away with nothing to show And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? We were caught up and lost in all of our vices In your pose as the dust settled around us And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? Eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? Oh, oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? If you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu Eh, eheu, eheu
J'aime aussi le son de cette guitare acoustique. à 3:21 on voit le logo sur le manche mais je ne connais pas. Qui peut m'aider ?
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Oh, my love I know, I am a cold, cold man Quite slow to pay you compliments Or public displayed affections But baby, don't you go over analyze No need to theorize I can put your doubts to rest You're the only one worth seeing The only place worth being The only bed worth sleeping's the one right next to you You're the only one worth seeing The only place worth being The only bed worth sleeping's the one right next to you Oh, my love I know you're used to desperate men Who said the words that others said? For too long, and for too often But baby, you can lay off a little bit No need to smother it I can put your doubts to rest You're the only one worth seeing The only place worth being The only bed worth sleeping's the one right next to you You're the only one worth seeing The only place worth being The only bed worth sleeping's the one right next to you You're the only one worth seeing The only place worth being The only bed worth sleeping's the one right next to you You're the only one worth seeing The only place worth being The only bed worth sleeping's the one right next to you
Serge Pizzorno - what a brilliant song you’ve written. Great acoustic performance of my favourite Kasabian song.
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c'est vraiment bien
Great cover of a great tune guys. Feel free to Check out my cover if you get a chance. Cheers kzread.info/dash/bejne/lGhh2Kmlk8XgZc4.htmlfeature=shared
She can sing!
She can sing!
1:33 wow. The harmonies and the beats before "but if you close your eyes" sent me to another planet
Sermon - camera man?🎉
the total story of paganism summed up and distilled
Blown away by this and these amazing girls' performance🤩🤩❤️
I will forever believe Jamie's is the absolute pinnacle of music. There is no finer voice, no more poetic lyrics, and no more beautiful and haunting composition. Personal opinion but nothing could change my mind.
Wow!
Toves the best. ❤
Esse loco canta demais. Estilo lírico.
2024 still waiting ❤ Can’t believe this clip is 12 years now. I used to listen this song everyday. Time flies so fast. Thanks KZread for show me this clip on my feed again. Such a long time I haven’t heard this song. It remind me many memories ❤ Have a nice day :)
Another forever song gifted to us all by the wonderful Walk the moon ❤
Listening to some of Laura’s songs are like entering a rabbit warren and being taken to different levels; exhilarating…
Best version!!!!
Just magical
Unas de las Mejores colecciones de Christian Dior en toda la historia. Sublime.🤍
The dude in the far left is literally me in a group task 💀
Quelle heure est-il, là dans la ville? Je suis toujours l'aiguille du regard Debout sur mes pieds de guerre Viens le moment de joindre la terre ferme Quelle heure est-il, si tôt, si tard? Je confonds chaque fois les quais de gare Jamais Je n'arrive jamais à l'heure pile Jamais Je n'arrive jamais à l'heure pile Je peins des flèches dans des cadrans vides Selon la courbure de mon soleil Même si je décale si mon ombre est bancale Elle donne l'heure exacte de ma peau Quelle heure est-il dans ma mémoire? Mes souvenirs ont pris de l'avance Jamais Je n'arrive jamais à l'heure pile Jamais Je n'arrive jamais à l'heure pile Parfois mon sang ne fait qu'un tour Parce que j'ai peur que tu m'oublies Jamais Je n'arrive jamais à l'heure pile Jamais Je n'arrive jamais à l'heure pile Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah
we need more song like this...
Hi, I'm a co petitive dancer, and this is my contemporary song for dance! This is such a beautiful song Andy I know every sing word to this song now that I watched the lyrics to the beautiful Mississippi Isabel song!
This song had a rather spiritual meaning to me! That’s Jesus for me !