That Sunday Feeling - Eyes Alight | Текст песни

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Leaves shed colour way too soon.
Me, my eyes still mirror June.
Hold my hand, as the clocks begin to change.
As the smell of cut grass fades.
As the autumn picks up pace,
Again.
Do you remember?
The walks in cold Decembers?
Every fifth of November?
Eyes alight.
Do you remember?
When winter killed September?
We'd stay in bed, pretend that this was life.
Playing these old guitars, trying to get far.
Bleed, compassion and eschew-
Breathe that's all I strive to do.
Understand, that I'm not in the best place.
That my mind works different ways.
But when life cuts to the chase.
I'll mend.
Do you remember?
The walks in cold December?
Every fifth of November eyes alight.
Do you remember?
When winter killed September?
We'd stay in bed, pretend that this was life.
Playing these old guitars, trying to get far for you.
Playing these old guitars, trying to get far.
Do you remember?
The walks in cold December?
Every fifth of November
Eyes alight.
Do you remember?
When winter killed September?
We'd stay in bed, pretend that this was life.
Playing these old guitars, trying to get far for you.
Playing these old guitars trying to get far.