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Lyrics
Springtime, won’t you open those tired eyes.
Cross at this low tide, and know that I’m gone.
Pink sky, and the ochre in tired eyes.
I grow tired of your heavy lies, so know that I’m gone.
A flower only falters when it’s left without the water it needs to grow.
If you find my lying on the floor won’t you take me where I was before this heavy fall.
Finite, evening dressed in golden light.
Blameless in his sight. But know that I’m gone.
Hold tight, don’t you let go of my side.
Come with me it will be alright, but know that I’m gone.
A flower only falters when it’s left without the water it needs to grow.
If you find my lying on the floor won’t you take where I was before this heavy fall.
Don’t let me break...
Support the artist
@fromtheferns on instagram and Twitter
@jacobriddallmusic on facebook!
Picture
© Logan Forster
Follow us
https://www.facebook.com/waveofgoodnoise
https://www.instagram.com/waveofgoodnoise
https://tipeee.com/waveofgoodnoise
https://open.spotify.com/user/117017163?si=dA4b6pFLQaSq4L0wy9T-sg
We do not own the rights of the music. If any producer or label has an issue with this song, please get in contact with us and we will delete it immediately.
Lyrics
Springtime, won’t you open those tired eyes.
Cross at this low tide, and know that I’m gone.
Pink sky, and the ochre in tired eyes.
I grow tired of your heavy lies, so know that I’m gone.
A flower only falters when it’s left without the water it needs to grow.
If you find my lying on the floor won’t you take me where I was before this heavy fall.
Finite, evening dressed in golden light.
Blameless in his sight. But know that I’m gone.
Hold tight, don’t you let go of my side.
Come with me it will be alright, but know that I’m gone.
A flower only falters when it’s left without the water it needs to grow.
If you find my lying on the floor won’t you take where I was before this heavy fall.
Don’t let me break...
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- Francois van Coke
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