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You said you'd call
But I've not heard from you in days
You said I deserve
A better answer for why we've been estranged
But here I am, still waiting
Here I am... Naively still believing
That you even care at all
So if you've changed your mind
Then please let me down easy
If the words are hard to find
Then just let me down, just let me down easy
You said that love
Was a story you weren't acquainted with
And now I'm not sure
That even in our best times, you embraced it
But here I am, still hanging
From your rope, tightening my grip but still slippin', yeah
And I'm falling, I'm falling away
So if you've changed your mind
Then please let me down easy
If the words are hard to find
Then just let me down, just let me down
All the tides of excuses that I had to wade through
All the times it broke my heart to defend you
So deal me out
I'm folding my hand
If you think that I'll come back for more
You're not wrong
If you've changed your mind
Then please let me down easy
If the words are hard to find
Then just let me down (Don't let me down)
Just let me down easy
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Standing on the platform waiting still
Coat turned up against the winter chill
You see your breath rise in your face
Then it disappears without a trace
As the train comes in, bound for horizons new
But it's not stopping here, it's only passing through
No it's not stopping here, it's only passing through
People stop and listen now and then
But mostly they pretend that you're not there
Till among the tides that ebb and flow
Is the face of someone you'd like to know
Who drops a coin and smiles, while you smile too
But she's not stopping here, she's only passing through
No she's not stopping here, she's only passing through
Ooh
Landlord brought a contract to your room
And told you it's your last chance to renew
You replied, "This place been good to me
But it's not where I'm meant to be
And you never fixed that damn hole in the roof
Oh I'm not staying here, I'm only passing through
No I'm not staying here, I'm only passing through."
That girl left as soon as she came
But you know your heart will never be the same
You begged her, "Stay another night"
But she told you that, "The time's not right
And I don't think that my journey includes you
Oh I've not found my place, I'm only passing through
No I've not found my place, I'm only passing through
Ooh
You find yourself on the back row in a church
When you didn't know you had a soul to search
All eyes are fixed to the guy onstage
But their minds are somewhere far away
Though what he says still feels like it rings true
That we're not of this world, we're only passing through
No we're not of this world, we're only passing through
Just passing through
Passing though, passing through
On your way to somewhere new
Passing through, just passing through
Trying to find somewhere to belong to
Passing though, passing through
On your way to somewhere new
Passing through, just passing through
Trying to find somewhere to belong to
Just trying to find somewhere to belong to
Just trying to find somewhere to belong
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Growing Pains (Live)
04:06
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Stage One takes the easy route out
Shades on their eyes, headphones on loud
No need to acknowledge if the truth is in doubt
As they stroll past the warning signs
Stumbling their way
Through growing pains
Stage Two breaks the silence with a scream
No words, cos it hurts too much to think, or speak
Just venom and blame, tossed in flames of deceit
It's their own fault for being so kind
Fumbling their way
Through growing pains
Stage Three sends a prayer to the sky
A soul for a soul, an eye for an eye
They know in their heart that they'll get no reply
So why can't they sleep every night?
Dreaming away
Their growing pains
Stage Four lies alone in the dark
Same shirt on their back, same hole in their heart
Their world hasn't turned since their soul rent apart
And the clocks all stopped out of time
Chiming away
Through growing pains
Stage Five finds a crack in the blinds
Two feet on the ground, one heart in their mind
Four steps in the dark, now the first t'wards the light
Might be just what this empty world needs
To know it's ok
To stumble our way
Through growing pains
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Brush Strokes
03:42
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Brush strokes on canvas
Recreate your existence
But I can't seem
To capture your eyes
The dark oils got mixed in
With the pastels of your skin
And the brush touched your cheek
Before I realised
Ooh
The deep red of your lips
I coloured with felt tips
With child-like wonder
Longing and awe
The pen crossed the outline
And I tried for a lifetime
To restore your smile
To how it was once before
Ooh
Brush strokes on canvas
Recreate your existence
But I can't seem
To capture your eyes
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Sometimes, I (Live)
05:49
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Sometimes, I see a vision of someone that I don't recognise
Reflections of somebody else that, over time, I grew to despise
The antithetical epitome of everything I long to be
In spite of everything I try, is staring back at me
Sometimes, I hear a voice inside my head that I can't comprehend
Thoughts that sound like mine, but the line between the lie and truth can blend
And everytime they speak, I'm reminded of the deceit that I believed
Wish I could say that I don’t listen, but sometimes I still do.
Sometimes, I wonder why I thought that art could have potential
And when I look around I'm surrounded by those so much better at it all
It's not the fear of being bad, more the fear of being forgettable
Whispers of the only worth you have, streaming in confessional
Sometimes, I think back to those hopeful days of studying at school
My grades were good, I could have been something in life more meaningful
And yet I chose to follow paths paved with ego, yet full of holes
And in a sick and distanced world, what did it matter, after all?
Sometimes, I wish that I could make amends with everyone I've wronged
But there's a shame so great, it paralyses hope beyond all thought
I wish that could say the demons of my past are far behind
But just last night, one of them came to me with a mirror for a face
Sometimes, I wish that I could do something that really mattered
Someone would care, someone would share with me just what life meant to them
Then maybe finally it would validate every failure and mistake
Truthfully, it happens all the time, but the feeling goes as soon as it arrived
Sometimes, I wondered what the point of even living was at all
So I'd find solace in a rêverie of nihilistic thought
"Why should it matter who you are? You're just a grain of sand in a sea of stars!"
I wish that I could say I haven't had those thoughts in a while
But sometimes I still do
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At last an air that's sweet to breathe
At last a shelter of summer leaf
At last a sigh of deep relief
Atlasta Cottage, free from grief
At last a smile
At last a view
To see a sky of crystal blue
At last a home
For me and you
Atlasta Cottage
At last a space to say is ours
At last a garden of merry flowers
At last a haven to waste the hours
Atlasta Cottage is finally ours
At last a smile
At last a view
To see a sky of crystal blue
At last a home
For me and you
Atlasta Cottage
At last the dust has been lifted
And the cobwebs are cleared
And all that's left to do
Is be here with you
At last
At last the stars
Are clear to see
At last our future's in our reach
At last a door
Where love is the key
Atlasta Cottage
Is where we'll be
At last a door
Where love is the key
Atlasta Cottage
Is where we'll be
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Josh Wunderlich Birmingham, UK
Indie/Folk Singer-Songwriter from the UK.
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For All I Know, When I Sleep I Could Be A Bear.
by Punch The Sky
The second album by my band, Punch The Sky!
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The Grand Bazaar
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The debut album by my band, Punch The Sky!
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