Ailleurs Lyrics
| Song | Ailleurs |
| Artist | Benoît Pioulard |
| Album | Lyon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| See an absorber resist the wringer | |
| Not much for palaver & barely a singer | |
| Throw a dart at the map, set sight to where it falls | |
| With years in the rear view & ears in the walls | |
| Slowly, lowly, my oh my only | |
| Slowly but surely the sling is slackening | |
| Reduced to a sketch with breath into frost | |
| Or something to etch in a lingering pause | |
| Defaulting to solo, collusion is risky | |
| Though each is to follow a neat slug of whiskey | |
| My fingertips dimpled from quills at your core | |
| O sanguine seeping, six drops shy of a pour | |
| Slowly, lowly, my oh my only | |
| Slowly but surely the sling is slackening | |
| Slowly, lowly, my oh my only | |
| We’ll be there soon my dear | |
| We’ll be there soon my dear, we’ll be… |
| See an absorber resist the wringer | |
| Not much for palaver barely a singer | |
| Throw a dart at the map, set sight to where it falls | |
| With years in the rear view ears in the walls | |
| Slowly, lowly, my oh my only | |
| Slowly but surely the sling is slackening | |
| Reduced to a sketch with breath into frost | |
| Or something to etch in a lingering pause | |
| Defaulting to solo, collusion is risky | |
| Though each is to follow a neat slug of whiskey | |
| My fingertips dimpled from quills at your core | |
| O sanguine seeping, six drops shy of a pour | |
| Slowly, lowly, my oh my only | |
| Slowly but surely the sling is slackening | |
| Slowly, lowly, my oh my only | |
| We' ll be there soon my dear | |
| We' ll be there soon my dear, we' ll be |
| See an absorber resist the wringer | |
| Not much for palaver barely a singer | |
| Throw a dart at the map, set sight to where it falls | |
| With years in the rear view ears in the walls | |
| Slowly, lowly, my oh my only | |
| Slowly but surely the sling is slackening | |
| Reduced to a sketch with breath into frost | |
| Or something to etch in a lingering pause | |
| Defaulting to solo, collusion is risky | |
| Though each is to follow a neat slug of whiskey | |
| My fingertips dimpled from quills at your core | |
| O sanguine seeping, six drops shy of a pour | |
| Slowly, lowly, my oh my only | |
| Slowly but surely the sling is slackening | |
| Slowly, lowly, my oh my only | |
| We' ll be there soon my dear | |
| We' ll be there soon my dear, we' ll be |
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