Nick Garrie

The Nightmare Of J.B. Stanislas
My window pane is a little crackedOne day I'll mend it wipe away my tracksI met a crab today in my backyardI tried to smile but it was too hardI watched that crab from way aboveFrom Beirut's mainland to the shores of LoveHer eyes are reelin' wheeling feeling through my mindMy name is StanislasHer face is kindI'm going to take youTake youTake youTake you to my homeOf faded purple and ancient goldI could trim the garden if I felt inclinedOr I could buy a dog and lead the blindInside the kitchen or beside the fireIt's much the same the flames don't get no higherHer fingers touched me, stroked my eyesRun through my hairMy name is StanislasLetras de cancionesHer face is kindTake meTake meTake meTake me to your homeOf faded purple and ancient goldMy head is sore I've slept so badI dreamt a whore sat on my table matPerhaps my dreams are good to knowBut I feel so bad and my head hurts soYour lips are moving turning curling into smilesMy name is StanislasMy name is StanislasMy name is Stanislas of that I'm sureMy name is Stanislas of that I'm sure From Letras Mania