1. |
The Bell
03:35
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Time is lost
Take my hand
My heart is open now forgiving
There's no pain
There's no shame
Life is open for the willing
Lay
Lay
In the heart of the land
There's a loud bell keeps on ringing
Leaves no time
Leaves no space
And it drowns out all the singing
Lay
Lay
Can you call
Can you come
Can you set my senses ringing
Can you drown out the pain
Stop that ceaseless bell from ringing?
And lay down
Lay down
Time is lost
Time is lost
Time is lost
Time is lost
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2. |
Fully Formed
03:00
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Fully formed are you fully formed
Or weak
Fully formed are you fully formed
Or asleep
And part of all of this is you’re young
Part of all of this you’re a letter that has just begun
Fully formed are you fully formed
Or wise
Fully formed are you fully formed
Or weary
Even when it’s cold you can see
The kind of beauty that will
Keep you coming home to me
Fully formed are you fully formed
Or wise
Fully formed are you fully formed
Or weary
Part of all of this is you’re young
Part of all of this is you’re a letter that has just begun
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Willow
04:32
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There was a time when we just knew
Through the willow leaves we flew
When we ran home to beat the sun
The whole town saw us as one
And we were
You were bright in armour too
All the country girls they knew
That you were running on a dream
There were songs you'd never sing
Just like me
Falling
Winter
Willow
Falling
Now you're all coloured in in blue
And all my words just fall straight through
So why don't you just chase with me
A dandilion in the breeze
And remember
Colour
Lover
Colour
Lover
Falling
Winter
Willow
Falling
Colour
Lover
Colour
Lover
Summer
Colour
Colour
Lover
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4. |
Empty Rooms
02:52
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Empty Rooms
Think someone else is here
And from the middle of her pain
I can find no coming rain
Did she come for me
To take it out on me
Clothes strewn everywhere
Seems like they're perfectly there
Did she come out for me
Or did I come too soon
Shall I scream at her
Take an open stare or just, just leave
Oh oh oh oh
Empty rooms
See her there
Don't throw out on me
Things I won't believe
Don't invest in me
Things I will never be
Don't throw out on me
Things I won't believe
Don't invent in me things you will never be
Just leave your empty room
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