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broken butterfly
03:58
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no-one said I'm sorry
03:52
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bones
03:57
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Bones ©Susan Turner Mark Evans 2015
Tired arms and weeping heart
Clouds full of lost souls still wandering in the dark
Red flannel shirts holding broken bones together
Blackened hearts and hands and hurt
As you close your eyes
I close mine
Your first steps in someones else dirt
Like the first snowfall at dawn
Bullets emptied bones battled into the dirt
Another mans dust in your pockets
As you close your eyes
I close mine
As you close your eyes
I close mine
I needed to feel you deep in my bones
I needed to breathe you into my body
I needed to feel you deep in my bones
I needed to breathe you into my body
The same grey skies kept our dreams in
Times so slow it stops killing is a wide open sin
Wheres the honour I feel I’m being towards hell
Its time for you to come home,I feel a shiver to your bones
As you close your eyes
I close mine
As you close your eyes
I close mine
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4. |
talk it over
04:38
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Talk It Over © Susan Turner Mark Evans 2015
Talk it over
Talk it over
We go up to my room passed doors where dogs bark
And we're glazing over as my friends talk
And my heart wont think it through and my fuse is about to blow
Night thieves take away my dreams
Talk it over
Talk it over
Deflated, elated, I catch your eye
As the last quick kiss as the music dies
I kick off my boots and I sit on my bed
You open the door into the night
And I feel like Im sinking out of this world
And I feel like Im sinking out of the world
Out of this world
Flat on my back and Im staring at the ceiling
And the blue birds seem tired as I listen to their calls
They fall like pick-up stick against the wall
Wont my worries fold up their wings
Talk it over
Talk it over
And I feel like I'm sinking out of this world
And I feel like I'm sinking out of the world
Out of this world
Out of the world
Talk it over
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petticoat
03:33
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Petticoat ©SusanTurner, Mark Evans 2015
In the cold light of the day
I could see what I had done
If I could change
My fortune
So I lifted up my petticoat
And brushed my hair
Until the dark night
Of the Ravens wings disappeared
I took my ring from my finger
If that would set you free
And lay it on the table
Like the fairytale was meant to be
From the very first time that I saw
You were in someone else’s arms
But I dreamed and prayed for you to come my way
I did not think I could change your life this way
So I lifted up my petticoat
And brushed my hair
Until the dark night
Of the Ravens wings disappeared.
I made wishes for you
And they came true.
So lovely was our love affair
In a life that you couldn’t bear.
I tried and tried to undo
The lovers spell I put on you
I took away who you could be
So I lifted up my petticoat
And brushed my hair
Until the dark night
Of the Ravens wings disappeared
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winter morning
04:02
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Winter morning. SusanTurner Mark Evans (c) 2015
Winter comes in for the kill
Pistols at dawn on a snow covered hill
Words come out frozen
The world becomes a silent night
Black licorice sticks get tangled in your mouth
Its a bitter taste of winter
Gun shot stars
Blast into the night sky
I don’t know that I would
I don’t know that I would
Ever kiss you again
On a winter morning
The tattoo of white snow on your cheek
A memory thats not mine to keep
And the birds sang
As they flew south
The winter winds blow towards a sky
Its always cold when you say goodbye.
And I'm grasping at thin air
Winters cold on my back.
I don’t know that I would
I don’t know that I would
Ever kiss you again
On a winter morning.
I dont know that I would
I dont know that I would
Ever kiss you again
On a winter morning.
There is no beginning there is no end
To a story that never will end
I don’t know what tomorrow brings
So I’ve made peace with the winter.
I don’t know that I would
I don’t know that I would
Ever kiss you again
On a winter morning.
Ever kiss you again
On a winter morning.
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The Gillies London, UK
The Gillies are a Folk / Americana influenced acoustic duo from SE London, they write haunting songs with bittersweet vocals
that lay over intertwining guitars.
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