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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | For Want Of |
| Album: | | Genres: | Alternative |
| Year: | | Length: | 189 sec |
Lyricist: Rites of Spring
Lyrics:
I, I believed memory might Mirror no reflections on me I, I believed that in forgetting I might set myself free But I woke up this morning With a piece of past caught in my throat And then I choked I, I bled I tried to hide the heart from the head And I, I said I bled In the arms of a girl I'd barely met And I woke up this morning With the present in splinters on the ground And then I drowned And if I can't see It's for want of you You said 'I see' If there's nothing here then its probably mine Well, my, my turn to see If there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine But I woke up this morning With a piece of past caught in my throat And then I choked
I, I guess I've learned The taste of days that will always burn I, I guess I've learned If its in the corner of my eye I can't always turn 'Cause I woke up this morning With the present in splinters on the ground And then I drowned And if I don't see It's for want of you, you
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