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When did the time take over
When did we stop having fun
Down on the bank of the river in the sun
Dipping our toes in the water that's
Since long gone with the snow
Now as the days are getting shorter
It's you feeling low
So take some time for me please
As I recall how you managed with ease
When times were hard and our legs got weak
You'd always tell me to wear my heart on my sleeve
Now days come and go like the weather
The lucky ones go out with a bow
And I tell the creator I love her even now
But you greet me with care come the morning
When I'm not the one who's in need
I offer you these words of wisdom
That you gave to me
Just take some time for me please
As I recall how you managed with ease
When times were hard and our legs got weak
You'd always tell me to wear my heart on my sleeve
Just take some time for me please
As this sun does set there's a chill in the breeze
And though times still get hard know that i'll never leave
You'll always tell me to wear my heart on my sleeve
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Forever Someday
02:29
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Taking every day as it comes
We'll go our separate ways when it comes
For how long lasts forever anyway
We'll find our forever someday
It's not always so easy being young
When working for the man is all that comes
As we try so hard to not be led astray
We'll find our forever someday
Taking every day as it comes
We'll go our separate ways when it comes
For how long lasts forever anyway
We'll find our forever someday
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One Way Ticket
03:33
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When we met last year in May
My head was going crazy
I didn't know up from down or left from right
So you brought me back to earth
Calmed my mind and made me laugh
'Til three months in, when I found it was our last night
You said I'm leaving in the morning, I'll be gone by midday
I've a one way ticket booked and a backpack
But I won't ask for anyone to wait for me
So I'll hope that you're still here when I come back
Now it's my turn to give the news
'Cause It's my turn to leave
I'm going away for two years in the cold
It's gonna be hard for us to cope
But I'll try my best because I know
The times that we have shared are worth keeping
I'll say I'm leaving in the morning, I'll be gone by midday
I've a one way ticket booked and a backpack
But no I won't ask for anyone to wait for me
So I'll hope that you're still here when I come back
We've gone our separate ways
But when we talk we talk for days
We still stay up way too late in the evening
I'm not saying it's much fun
So let's not walk, let's run
'Cause what's the point in trying without believing
After all that we've been through
So I'm still leaving in the morning, I'll be gone by midday
I've a one way ticket booked and a backpack
But no I won't ask for anyone to wait for me
So I'll hope that you're still here when I come back
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Reason
03:37
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Take off your coat and sit down
Your diamond cloak, just sit down
What should you say to emperor with no clothes
Or the children with no hope
How do you reason with the devil
I'm staring him straight in the eye
How can you live as a hypocrite
Say change must come, but make none yourself
How can you claim that you care
But turn a blind eye when it's there
Are you saving face?
How do you reason with the devil
I'm staring him straight in the eye
So pay your dues, your fair share
I won't ask for much, it's not unfair
I am no optimist, but to expose you for this
Is justified
How do you reason with the devil
I'm staring him straight in the eye
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Conkers and Leaves
03:47
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Down the drive shrouded in trees
The old and familiar scent of conkers and leaves
They fall every year but the colours still get me every time
There she is, waiting for me
All curled up and cosy, on her favourite settee
I give her a cuddle and drink my cup of tea as I rest
For I've travelled the world
From New York to Rome
I've seen wonder and grace
But it's good to be home
It's good to be home
Sunday morning, loudly awake
Fast up the stairs, as much noise he can make
We'll play hide and seek til our bodies start to ache
All day long
Candles lit as it darkens so soon
With cake on the table and an old Irish tune
We speak of our weeks to come
And welcome the moon in the sky, oh my
'Cause I've travelled the world
From New York to Rome
I've seen wonder and grace
But it's good to be home
It's good to be home
But as always, it comes an end
I must leave so goodbye
But I'll be home again soon my friends
The weekend has flown by
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Tom McKenzie England, UK
Singer-Songwriter from West Yorkshire. Indie Folk music.
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