1. |
here
06:58
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The lights go down
and we run through the darkest part of town
Closer now
to you in this last half an hour
I love your smile
when I said let's go out tonight
'Cos sometimes I
just can't stand to be inside
And I want to know...
Can we make up for lost time?
The streetlights glow
as we run for the last train home
Breathing slow
and still not sure which way I should go
These sleepless nights
are setting all of my dreams on fire
I try to find
wherever we left off, you and I
So what are we gonna do?
And can we make up for lost time?
I love it here
when this place starts to sink in
I love it here
with you living in my skin
I love it here
as the bruises in my heart begin to fade
I love it here
in this city where the streets all speak your name
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2. |
vietnam
02:53
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You ride your bicycle
down the hill, past my house
where I'm creating places
you don't belong
Now I sleep alone
trying to wipe you off my walls
and wash you off my clothes
You cross the bridge again,
there is no looking back
so I float downstream
Lying in the cold
knowing that I still need to breathe
No, I never said that we wouldn't change
No, I never thought that meant we couldn't dream
Will you think of me each time you pick up the pieces?
Do you still look for me at the window?
Will I find you in Vietnam
or all the places we didn't get to go?
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3. |
chamomile
01:57
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My words are so small
they fill no space at all
sticking to the shadows
on my bedroom wall
Things seem more than a little hopeless today
it's hard enough to just get by
Things have changed in a beautiful way
but I still can't see why
I only see space
There are universes in the skin
between your shoulder blades
Your hands don't belong
so far away from mine
your voice is not at home
in a telephone line
I broke my heart as I fell down your stairs
somewhere in us you'll find me there
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4. |
4
03:12
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We're moving back and forth
in every way
He is the sweetest thing I've ever had
Sitting in his jumper,
been wearing it all day
He is the sweetest thing I've ever had
He is so lovely
and it breaks my heart
He is the sweetest thing I've ever had
Watch in the mirror
as I fall apart
He is the sweetest thing I've ever had
Oh, it must be hard
loving me
He is the sweetest thing I've ever had
Because all I ever do
is leave
He is the sweetest thing I've ever had
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antarctica Scotland, UK
indie singer/songwriter making noises somewhere in the north atlantic
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this album never fails to take my breath away. listening to it is a healing experience, finding a way to make peace even with the most ragged of emotions.
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bones you have thrown me and blood i've spilled
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lyrically there is nobody like kathryn joseph and I don't think there ever will be. soothing, hypnotic, and raw, this album is something else.
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I listened to this album religiously one september so maybe that's why I associate it with the end of summer and encroaching autumn. it is the sound of nostlagia and red apples, fresh from the tree.
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