Quietly composed so it seems.
Believing what we have been told to believe.
Final songs are the hardest to sing.
The whispering might as well be bellowing.
Whether you want me or not.
When the mourning stops and all is clear.
What you had said about being lost:
When you're lost, you can be found.
The slow sprint is agony.
There is no reasoning with tears.
Comforting blows to the soul, they fall from a great height. Recurring dreams that act out as my last plight.
Whether you want me or not.
When the mourning stops and all is clear.
What you had said about being lost:
When you're lost, you can be found.
Whether you want me or not.
When the morning's gone and all is clear.
What you had said about being lost:
When you're lost, you can be found.
Paws - The Slow Sprint (feat. Meredith Godreau) Lyrics
Paws - The Slow Sprint (feat. Meredith Godreau) Lyrics
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Quietly composed so it seems.
Believing what we have been told to believe.
Final songs are the hardest to sing.
The whispering might as well be bellowing.
Whether you want me or not.
When the mourning stops and all is clear.
What you had said about being lost:
When you're lost, you can be found.
The slow sprint is agony.
There is no reasoning with tears.
Comforting blows to the soul, they fall from a great height. Recurring dreams that act out as my last plight.
Whether you want me or not.
When the mourning stops and all is clear.
What you had said about being lost:
When you're lost, you can be found.
Whether you want me or not.
When the morning's gone and all is clear.
What you had said about being lost:
When you're lost, you can be found.
Believing what we have been told to believe.
Final songs are the hardest to sing.
The whispering might as well be bellowing.
Whether you want me or not.
When the mourning stops and all is clear.
What you had said about being lost:
When you're lost, you can be found.
The slow sprint is agony.
There is no reasoning with tears.
Comforting blows to the soul, they fall from a great height. Recurring dreams that act out as my last plight.
Whether you want me or not.
When the mourning stops and all is clear.
What you had said about being lost:
When you're lost, you can be found.
Whether you want me or not.
When the morning's gone and all is clear.
What you had said about being lost:
When you're lost, you can be found.
Writer: Phillip Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING