Текст песни Pheromone Blue - Fences

You get used to hear a voice
floating over fences since I was boy
Floating over pine trees
and the telephone wires far as eye can see

you get used to turn your head
when you are on your way to buy some bread
maybe in the driveway
or a bashful window glance instead

they are the same one you new

look at this eyes they are the same
as the ones you knew when I was boy
running down your famous stair
and the telephone wires far as eye can see
and the telephone wires far as eye can see

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