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Break Me Gently
by Doves Walk inside, gets noticed Fears conspire, they won't go away And I know, and I see, you'll be breaking hearts again You break me gently Break me gently Break me gently Break my fall in vain Pain won't go, rest in peace And I look, and I see, you could be breaking souls again And I see me, break me gently Break me gently Break me gently |
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| 2. |
| 5:51 |
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Bad snow freeze my throat
And numbs my soul Eats me whole to pick me up That's where you know Free to go You call the Jones Makes me old before I'm old Its all you love Deep inside I know you love The less I seem to know you love Bad snow numbs my throat And leaves me dry leaves me dry Leaves me barely whole Down to the wire Rock gone cold You caught a cold Like so many times before its all you love Deep inside I go you love The less I seem to know you love Here now deep inside I go Here now |
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| 3. |
| 3:45 |
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Back, I'm back in town
In which we're stuck, I couldn't get out And that old man, will soon be us Now if we're too late Not if we can't escape All of my time, you were on my mind And all of my thoughts, you're so hard to find And your shadow, it lay across his life Time, a time in the past We couldn't care less, wanted to live fast And our old house, I can't find 'Cause it ain't there 'Cause it ain't there, it's gone All of my time, you were on my mind And all of my love, you're so hard to find And your shadow, it lay across my life, my life |
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| 4. |
| 3:02 | 
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| 5. |
| 4:22 |
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Drive with me
Do the things, you won't believe Drive with me Past the city and down to sea Crushin' dreams Leave me be, I cannot sleep Drive with me Do the things, you won't believe Drive with me Past the city and down to sea Crushin' dreams Leave me be, I cannot sleep Oh, it's the pain It's ingrained in me Oh, soothe my pain It's ingrained in me |
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| 4:00 |
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| 2:32 |
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| 8. |
| 4:23 |
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On the day the bailiffs came
Took the keys away Took their home away And honestly They felt ashamed They couldn't foresee it They couldn't believe it In the hills The October fields Such a secret And who would believe it It's a great day for the valleys It's a great day for them all She takes her time Sings of the love No one believed her She made the tea Left all the the keys She's such a seeker And no one believed her It's a great day for the valleys It's a great day for them all It's a great day It's a new day For them all For them all For them all For them all It's a great day for the valleys It's a great day for them all It's a great day It's a new day For them all For them all For them all For them all |
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| 9. |
| 4:02 |
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Fuck longsight
And Levenshulme Same goes for Stockport and Hulme We're doin' alright Just post-house blues 'cause this is Northenden in the afternoon The kids are deranged They love guns and kidnap That's jus the way we do things here The day dies down Not a moment too soon Under the Northenden afternoon Northenden Afternoon Northenden Afternoon |
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| 10. |
| 2:54 |
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I hit the ground with the running at last
I didn't stop to look behind Yeah, bad times are all in the past I hit the ground with the running at last, all right Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! I hit the ground with the running at last I said I can't wait to get in a car Your foot's down, the city's so far You're past the suburbs and speeding so fast I hit the ground running at last Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! I hit the ground running at last The light's still spinning upon your eyes I hit the brakes, it's the end of line You're way past the suburbs and speeding so fast I hit the ground running at last Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! I hit the ground with the running at last I hit the ground with the running at last |
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| 11. |
| 3:58 |
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Hey. ooh, who is there?
No one but me my dear. Please come, say how do The things I'll give to you A stroke as gentle as a feather. I'll catch a rainbow from the sky and tie the ends together. Hey, ooh, I am here. Am I not young and fair? Please come, say how do The things that I'll show to you Would you have a wondrous sight? The midday sun, at midnight fair maid white and red. comb you smooth and stroke your head. |
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| 12. |
| 4:26 |
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If you should fall
If you should fall Far from grace If you should call on him Wake up to the music again You can feel sunlight In your eyes Living is so useless 'round here The city's so dangerous On your own How beauty dies young But if you should fall Oh, if you should flow From grace How beauty, beauty fades If you should fold If you should fail Far from grace Far from grace Oh, oh beauty You could know |
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