Burnt Trees
by Heavy Dials
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lyrics
No fear for the black leaves,
The burnt trees, the quiet screams,
Change has to come.
As everything breathes a final sigh of relief,
Feet in the river, mind on the breeze.
Troubling loop, ever flickering picture,
Just turn away now, let it wash over.
Take the hands of time and lead her away.
There is one match left,
And your hand shakes,
You feel the wave inside,
Waiting for it to break.
There's a tide in you,
That will never stop pulling,
Out of the black and into the blue.
Feet in the river, mind on the breeze.
The burnt trees, the quiet screams,
Change has to come.
As everything breathes a final sigh of relief,
Feet in the river, mind on the breeze.
Troubling loop, ever flickering picture,
Just turn away now, let it wash over.
Take the hands of time and lead her away.
There is one match left,
And your hand shakes,
You feel the wave inside,
Waiting for it to break.
There's a tide in you,
That will never stop pulling,
Out of the black and into the blue.
Feet in the river, mind on the breeze.
credits
released 22 October 2011
Written, recorded and produced by Heavy Dials.
Cello - Written and performed by Bela Emerson
Violin - Written and performed by Pablo Hopenhayn
Written, recorded and produced by Heavy Dials.
Cello - Written and performed by Bela Emerson
Violin - Written and performed by Pablo Hopenhayn
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