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This is how time hides its tricks up its sleeves,
Makes you game in a beat,
Turns you prey to the theives.
And this is how you imagined it to be,
Looking down on your face,
And kicking you in the knees.
And this is how time hides its tricks up its sleeve,
Makes the birds and the bees,
Sing along to the beat.
And this is how i imagined it to be,
With a fake melody,
And a promise to see.
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
And no,
I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go.
And you are not alone,
We are all a show,
Innovation and applause,
Circus rings and oh,
We are all a joke,
There is no escaping time,
Let's play the story out.
Let's play the story out.
And this is how time hides tricks up its sleeve,
Lets you fall in love,
Drama kings and queens.
And this is how I imagined it to be,
With the blink of an eye,
I am seventy three.
And this is how they all see us now,
All worn down and out,
Like paper weights,
Fickle masks,
The game is all but over.
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Oh,
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go.
And you are not alone,
We are all a show,
Innovation and applause,
Circus rings and oh,
We are all a joke,
There is no escaping time,
Let's play the story out.
Let's play the story out.
And this is how time hides tricks up its sleeve,
Lets you fall in love,
Drama kings and queens.
And this is how I imagined it to be,
With the blink of an eye,
I am seventy three.
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Oh,
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go.
And you are not alone,
We are all a show,
Innovation and applause,
Circus rings and oh,
We are all a joke,
There is no escaping time,
Let's play the story out.
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2. |
Undone
04:06
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To lose,
The sight,
The sight of your eyes,
The sound of your voice,
To the breaking of your heart.
To shape,
To form,
The voice of a thought,
The shrug of a fear,
A fear that clutches you.
Cos you are coming undone,
Without a reason,
With open arms you're taken.
To fight,
To disagree,
To realize what she means,
Ironic though it seems,
To trust,
To give,
To pin your heart on sleeve,
To give, to give to give.
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3. |
Hold Onto The Truth
04:23
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The pages of a perfect story,
Intended for the man who's lonely.
He will give himself away.
Even if he hasn't got a clue,
Even if he don't know where to go,
I will always hold you.
Imperfections, they are his very own,
But they are not carved in stone,
Give me time to seize the day.
He believes in a moment of truth,
The time his eyes laid sight on you.
I hold that moment dear.
Is there a time,
That I could reverse to,
With these hands of mine,
To make you see it all again.
Even if you throw it all away,
All that you know, you hold dear,
I will always love you.
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4. |
The Feel Good Song
04:13
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The birds are singing,
The sun is shining out loud,
Everything i know is perfectly drawn out.
Emotions running wild,
With the colors bright,
A sparkle in your eyes,
N I should have known now.
That this is my feel good song,
the one I go to when everything is not quite down and out,
I love to love to see your love,
See your love sing a slow motion tune.
Words floating like,
A melody in the stream,
Floating over my head,
Make me sway to the tune now.
Your voice it floats like a breeze,
Over the numbered streets,
Through the busy lives,
We all lead now.
And you are my feel good song,
The one I go to when everything is not quite down and out,
I love to love to see your love,
See your love sing a slow motion tune.
The birds are singing,
The sun is shining out loud,
Everything i know is perfectly drawn out.
And you are my feel good song,
The one I go to when everything is not quite down and out,
I love to love to see your love,
See your love sing a slow motion tune.
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5. |
Breathes Of You
04:32
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Tread on the water's edge,
Leave a mark so deep in the sand,
Spread my hand through the wind that lands,
It breathes of you.
In the middle of a song that we lived through,
The words run heavy with drops of the blues,
The bridge is broken and the tape is bruised,
It breathes of you.
And its sad how I write a song to remember,
Foolish how I pen words to replace our endeavours,
No melody could hold a candle to the memories we surrender.
Sit alone in the cinnamon grand,
A crowded room with no names on their tags,
Feel threads of the couch and the tears we once shed,
It breathes of you.
Ink my regrets on a long ride home,
Lay a glance at the seat that we once rode,
Hold a shadow in my arms and your traces on my soul,
It breathes of you.
And its sad how I write a song to remember,
Foolish how I pen words to replace our endeavours,
No melody could hold a candle to the memories we surrender.
Now words are thrown they hurt louder than stones,
Cuts run deeper with the silence that shows,
I would stab the distance for the poison it grows.
It grows.
Watch the images flash on a movie screen,
Hold a name to the face,
Its not quite the scene,
Sink deeper in my chair,
Sink deeper in dismay,
It breathes of you.
Oh but love is louder than words that will not break,
Love is a color, a color that does not stain,
And I hold on to the day that will come when love,
When love breathes of you.
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6. |
Drift
04:57
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Take my hand,
And lead me out,
Of this burning house,
And show me all that i've lost.
Find your scarf,
And wrap it around your neck,
I hope it keeps you warm,
From the cold,
From the cold,
From the cold,
From the cold.
Cos we're drifting away,
We're drifting away,
We're drifting away,
We're lost out in space.
Cos we're drifting away,
We're drifting away,
We're drifting away,
We're lost out in space.
Call,
Call me out,
Through the dust and the smoke,
Of our hearts pacing hard,
Beat by beat,
Inching through to follow you,
Follow you,
Follow you,
Follow you,
Follow you.
Cos we're drifting away,
We're drifting away,
We're drifting away,
We're lost out in space.
Cos we're drifting away,
We're drifting away,
We're drifting away,
We're lost out in space.
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7. |
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This is how time hides its tricks up its sleeves,
Makes you game in a beat,
Turns you prey to the theives.
And this is how you imagined it to be,
Looking down on your face,
And kicking you in the knees.
And this is how time hides its tricks up its sleeve,
Makes the birds and the bees,
Sing along to the beat.
And this is how i imagined it to be,
With a fake melody,
And a promise to see.
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
And no,
I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go.
And you are not alone,
We are all a show,
Innovation and applause,
Circus rings and oh,
We are all a joke,
There is no escaping time,
Let's play the story out.
Let's play the story out.
And this is how time hides tricks up its sleeve,
Lets you fall in love,
Drama kings and queens.
And this is how I imagined it to be,
With the blink of an eye,
I am seventy three.
And this is how they all see us now,
All worn down and out,
Like paper weights,
Fickle masks,
The game is all but over.
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Oh,
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go.
And you are not alone,
We are all a show,
Innovation and applause,
Circus rings and oh,
We are all a joke,
There is no escaping time,
Let's play the story out.
Let's play the story out.
And this is how time hides tricks up its sleeve,
Lets you fall in love,
Drama kings and queens.
And this is how I imagined it to be,
With the blink of an eye,
I am seventy three.
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Oh,
And I won't let this go,
Won't let this go,
Won't let this go.
And you are not alone,
We are all a show,
Innovation and applause,
Circus rings and oh,
We are all a joke,
There is no escaping time,
Let's play the story out.
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