The streets are so crowded
But there is nobody listening
Stop for a while
Can you feel your heart beating?
And how my skin calls for you
But these are moments to savor
I'll go take a shower and bathe for a while
In this Marseilles sunshine
Here comes a moment
The pictures I'm drawing
Could hold you 'til sundown
The colors are strong and the marks they spring from
The center of me
These songs are so crowded
Was there a sound from the courtyard?
There's no key for this door, it's always ajar
In this Marseilles sunshine
Here comes a moment
Tindersticks
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