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Wings On Your Feet
03:26
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When I’m on my own
I sometimes think of you
And I wonder where
I’d find you if I tried
Never more the same
Still searching for some truth
Every winding lane
Those places we all hide
And the next time we meet
Probably won’t have the nerve to speak
Our lives they won’t repeat
Better get up, get those wings on your feet
Help me to decide
So much I can’t resolve
Or maybe let it go
No longer hang from me
Least I know I tried
Your world I won’t revolve
Even though we’ll die
And earth return to be
So the next time we meet
Probably won’t have the nerve to speak
Our lives they won’t repeat
Better get up, get those wings on your feet
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Given Time
03:31
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I’m looking up, for all the good it does
You know it has to make sense somehow
Touch wood, yeah it might do some good
You know I’d try anything right now
Things change, and they may seem strange
But how can it always, always feel the same
What I’ve found is that the more you seek
The less you find remains
Given time
You know we’ll get it right
Just gotta let that shit go
Looking back, what might you see?
Or could you miss that something new
It can mean so much to me
Can it mean so much to you?
Given time
You know we can make it right
Just gotta let that shit go
What you searching for?
You know they don’t live there anymore?
Not no more
Time just rolls along, rolls along, rolls along
Like a train
It won’t wait, it won’t wait, it won’t wait
Given time
You’re gonna get it right
Just gotta let that shit go
Still I find, you know I’ve been given time
Just gotta let this trip flow
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Bradley Burgess Folkestone, UK
Guitars, bass, drums & singing, keyboards & larking about. Solo recordings here, homemade in my shed. Thanks for listening.
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