Lyrics

Two chairs in a corner wait, Groundhog plays on the radio For the relic of a golden age, Slipping out of time He smoulders like a loaded gun, 2 clicks shy of a miracle The music is his only son, The only face un-invisiible Alive, the light in his eyes that shines is pure, Longing to feel secure Where the souls are freed and ghosts remain White words on an empty page, Shakespeare lost on the animals For the relic it's an endless wait till the end of time And I don't know Where I should be, If this is home Then where is she? Somebody shine a light And tell me where it all went to wrong If this is what it means to be alive Hanging behind a closing door, And longing to feel secure Where souls are freed and ghosts remain They rise up above, Sky filling up, This is the place where you'll burn and I'll fade away, (I'll fade away,) I'll fade away, Away, Away, Away (Oh, never let you)Away, I never let you feel alone
Writer(s): Andrew Anthony Platts, Jack Christopher Pollitt, Terry Martin Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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