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Cownhayne Lane
03:23
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I catch you more and more these days
just sitting there with a blank stare
"are you okay?" i ask before i go
its the same yesterday, next week, last year
i miss the days hearing trams roll on down cownhayne lane
before journels on health and notes on decay
i miss the days
as it ripped the insides from your world
buried everything you worked to preserve
if only i more a man less a boy i'd have stood and took my turn
i miss the days hearing trams roll on down cownhayne lane
before journels on health and notes on decay
(i miss the days)
the trams still
roll on
tracks down cownhayne lane
i miss the days
when you
used to hear them roll everyday
i miss the days, i miss the days i miss the days
before journals on health
and notes on decay
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Young Lives
04:34
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Feeling so helpless so useless, that thursday a new air rushed in and left us raw
I've felt a families heart break, I felt this families heart break
i held your hand with a tightened grip, holding on don't rise just yet
as the ambulance rushed around,
there's no training in this world
that can ever prepare you for the fear of loss
the way the voice shakes
as she explains
the last weeks signals and signs of decline.
with your young life, in your young hands
when lungs cannot handle air, breathing just tires you out, soul left so worse for wear, when not getting worse is getting better
the prayers never came,
when i saw my mothers back break,
holding out to support your weakening bones alone..
the prayers never came
...in times like these does faith mean a thing
when lungs cannot handle air, breathing just tires you out, soul left so worse for wear, when not getting worse is getting better
no longer could you sit, watch the grass grow outside as leaves changed tone....
when lungs cannot handle air, breathing just tires u out, despite all the falling apart one piece of you that stayed strong was your heart....
Ive learnt more about your history, just spent remebering, the picture perfect black and white of the 60's when you were alright
with your young life in your young hands,young life in young hands...
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Soul Charmer
04:17
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I'd be lying if im not reflecting on my worst intentions from the tension of the sentance that you left,
engraved upon the walls that turned to dust and settled into the dirt that you left
but blue eyes come and go with the blink of an eye they open and close and they go
what was it you wanted here
charming smiles and a locket of love?
i'm not to have to hold and to keep
i stand fine here on my own two feet
i stand fine
can we build and bridge the years?
parted by the tide the sea and the gears
that grind my bones to dust
sink into the river bed where there's not a chest of gold they said and you left
it happens again and again
we're talking in text because these words choke our throats
it happens again and again
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Shorelines
05:29
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We are the young boys from the shoreline
Weathered and ready to run..... into the jaws of the ocean
We are the young boys from the shoreline
We stare out to the cloud sleeping silent around hospital walls
no relief just despair,no relief just despair
we are the young boys from the shoreline
We count days passing by candles burning out
we're left here to stay
we are the young boys from the shoreline
we count the days passing by petals falling to the floor
we're left here to stay
its the things we never said
we are the young boys
waiting on shorelines
tide tomorrow over for today
waiting on shorelines
wash my wishes away,away
this waiting never goes away...
we're left here to stay
waiting on shorelines
tide tomorrow over for today
for today, we're here to stay...for today for today
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