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Schoon is de wereld en schoon is de muziek. Leve de muziek.
En het schone aan muziek is dat het je soms helpt bij gedachten, dromen, het leven, ... Soms kan je je vereenzelvigen met een lied, alles spreekt voor zich, zelfs je eigen woorden kunnen overbodig zijn ...

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(Swell Season written with Damien Rice)

I can't wait forever is all that you said
Before you stood up
And you won't disappoint me
I can do that myself
But I'm glad that you've come
Now if you don't mind

Leave, leave,
And free yourself at the same time
Leave, leave,
I don't understand, you've already gone

And I hope you feel better
Now that it's out
What took you so long
And the truth has a habit
Of falling out of your mouth
But now that it's come
If you don't mind

Leave, leave,
And please yourself at the same time
Leave, leave,
Let go of my hand
You said what you have to now
Leave, leave,
Let go of my hand
You said what you came to now
Leave, leave,
Leave, leave,
Let go of my hand
You said what you have to now
Leave, leave...