Charlotte Gainsbourg and Beck

She’s sliding, she’s sliding
down to the depth of the world
She’s fighting, she’s fighting
the urge to make sand out of pearls

Heaven can wait
and hell’s too far to go
Somewhere between
what you need and what you know
And they’re trying to drive that escalator into the ground

She’s hiding, she’s hiding
on a battleship of baggage and bones
There’s thunder, there’s lightning
and an avalanche of faces you know

Heaven can wait
and hell’s too far to go
Somewhere between
what you need and what you know
And they’re trying to drive that escalator into the ground

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