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My Reason To Believe
03:45
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The raindrops rattling down the window
If there's a trick it's up your sleeve
Never say I didn't disclose
You give me reason to believe
I want to hold your trembling hand dear
For as long as you do need
For only you can ward off all my fear
All my selfishness and greed
And we have promise for the future
If I can escape the past
And you have hope too when it suits you
I believe this to the last
The raindrops rattling down the window
Even a dead eye starts to cry
Never say I didn't disclose
That I will love you til I die
I want to hold your trembling hand dear
When I'm frightened and I'm old
And only you will ward off all my fear
Keep me from dying in the cold
And we have promise for the future
If we can escape the past
And you have hope too when it suits you
I believe this to the last
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Did anyone write you a song?
Did anyone write you verse
Meant to make it better
But it just made it worse
I'd sit and hold your hand
Hear what you had to say
We'd talk about the plans
That never went that way
And you'd tell me who broke your heart
And I'd tear them apart
Show me who broke your heart
I'll go tear them apart
If you were my boyfriend, girl
And I was your girlfriend, too
Would it be any different
From that different point of view?
If you were my girlfriend boy
And I was your boyfriend, too
Would it be any different
With the roles slightly skewed?
Show me who broke your heart
I'll go tear them apart
Show me who broke your heart
And I'll go tear them apart
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3. |
I'm Laura Palmer
04:16
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But sometimes.....
At first just nothing, as there always was
A thick plastic wrapper, all feeling is gone
My vision is clouded and I cannot see
My body is bound but my spirit is free
I feel all their tears but does he still love me?
Sat in your lap, the angels above me
Wait forever, we'll have to be patient
I know that he'll save me, my special agent
Drift through static, tied up, pale walls
Hardly ecstatic, I don't want to fall
Fall free forever and burst into flames
I know now it's not right, it's not me to blame
A fire like this starts, so hard to extinguish
I never knew life'd be so hard to relinquish
Wait, forever, we'll have to be patient
I know that he'll find me, my special agent
I know who he is, my mouth it dries out
He just doesn't realise, it'd kill him to find out
I always knew it was him, I couldn't escape
Now here in the train car, my mouth wrapped in tape
The kids a looker, yeah he's a real charmer
I fell hook and sinker
Now I'm Laura Palmer
Wait forever, we'll have to be patient
I feel you close now, my special agent
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4. |
Crowned
03:04
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My hands they may be shaking
My mouth it may be dry
Although my heart is aching
I will not give in and cry
I laid it at the altar
Where all our dreams were stolen
My hands they start to falter at the altar of St Rowland
I was found, I was crowned by you
A crown of thorns, crowned with scorn by you
I was crowned by you
The old rebel songs passed on kids to parents
Spotting my name on the list I sign my name like Terence
Art before chart
Tact before fact
It's hard to survive this game and keep your soul intact
I was found, I was crowned by you
A crown of thorns, crowned with scorn by you
I was crowned by you
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