Song | Lost & Far From Home |
Artist | Katie Costello |
Album | The City In Me |
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[00:00.00] | Katie Costello - Lost & Far From Home |
[00:16.81] | With her head on her pillow |
[00:19.71] | and her pain tucked under the sheets |
[00:25.77] | Music playing softly without a steady beat |
[00:34.24] | The TV flickers flames of color |
[00:38.81] | it ignites the room |
[00:42.87] | A black and white face, the colors escape, |
[00:47.15] | her heartache,her heartache |
[00:51.51] | She ran away, so far away |
[00:55.33] | That the streets were no longer paved with lines |
[01:00.12] | The soles of her feet weren't as tough as she claimed them to be |
[01:06.29] | She wiped her eyes |
[01:09.09] | it was no surprise |
[01:12.55] | That she was lost and far from home |
[01:16.95] | strange unfamiliar signs |
[01:20.56] | Little to coincide |
[01:26.99] | however she packed her bags and made her way |
[01:31.59] | Anywhere her feet could take her |
[01:38.09] | |
[01:54.56] | With her arm around her keepsakes and her mind on her mistakes |
[02:03.57] | She climbed a hill - one of a kind |
[02:07.71] | numb to her step, she had to accept |
[02:12.12] | Changed scenery |
[02:14.27] | it was now clear to see torn petals on a flower of her past |
[02:20.83] | Memories she hoped wouldn't last |
[02:28.25] | She ran away, so far away |
[02:33.07] | That the streets were no longer paved with lines |
[02:37.85] | The sole of her feet weren't as tough as she claimed them to be |
[02:44.43] | She wiped her eyes, it was no surprise |
[02:51.10] | That she was lost and far from home |
[02:55.68] | strange unfamiliar signs |
[02:58.97] | Little to coincide |
[03:05.93] | however she packed her bags and made her way |
[03:10.98] | Anywhere her feet could take her |
[03:16.90] | |
[03:32.19] | With her head on her pillow |
[03:35.77] | and her pain tucked under the sheets |
[03:42.11] | Music playing softly without a steady beat |
[03:49.13] | without a steady beat |
[03:54.13] |
[00:00.00] | Katie Costello Lost Far From Home |
[00:16.81] | With her head on her pillow |
[00:19.71] | and her pain tucked under the sheets |
[00:25.77] | Music playing softly without a steady beat |
[00:34.24] | The TV flickers flames of color |
[00:38.81] | it ignites the room |
[00:42.87] | A black and white face, the colors escape, |
[00:47.15] | her heartache, her heartache |
[00:51.51] | She ran away, so far away |
[00:55.33] | That the streets were no longer paved with lines |
[01:00.12] | The soles of her feet weren' t as tough as she claimed them to be |
[01:06.29] | She wiped her eyes |
[01:09.09] | it was no surprise |
[01:12.55] | That she was lost and far from home |
[01:16.95] | strange unfamiliar signs |
[01:20.56] | Little to coincide |
[01:26.99] | however she packed her bags and made her way |
[01:31.59] | Anywhere her feet could take her |
[01:38.09] | |
[01:54.56] | With her arm around her keepsakes and her mind on her mistakes |
[02:03.57] | She climbed a hill one of a kind |
[02:07.71] | numb to her step, she had to accept |
[02:12.12] | Changed scenery |
[02:14.27] | it was now clear to see torn petals on a flower of her past |
[02:20.83] | Memories she hoped wouldn' t last |
[02:28.25] | She ran away, so far away |
[02:33.07] | That the streets were no longer paved with lines |
[02:37.85] | The sole of her feet weren' t as tough as she claimed them to be |
[02:44.43] | She wiped her eyes, it was no surprise |
[02:51.10] | That she was lost and far from home |
[02:55.68] | strange unfamiliar signs |
[02:58.97] | Little to coincide |
[03:05.93] | however she packed her bags and made her way |
[03:10.98] | Anywhere her feet could take her |
[03:16.90] | |
[03:32.19] | With her head on her pillow |
[03:35.77] | and her pain tucked under the sheets |
[03:42.11] | Music playing softly without a steady beat |
[03:49.13] | without a steady beat |
[03:54.13] |
[00:00.00] | Katie Costello Lost Far From Home |
[00:16.81] | With her head on her pillow |
[00:19.71] | and her pain tucked under the sheets |
[00:25.77] | Music playing softly without a steady beat |
[00:34.24] | The TV flickers flames of color |
[00:38.81] | it ignites the room |
[00:42.87] | A black and white face, the colors escape, |
[00:47.15] | her heartache, her heartache |
[00:51.51] | She ran away, so far away |
[00:55.33] | That the streets were no longer paved with lines |
[01:00.12] | The soles of her feet weren' t as tough as she claimed them to be |
[01:06.29] | She wiped her eyes |
[01:09.09] | it was no surprise |
[01:12.55] | That she was lost and far from home |
[01:16.95] | strange unfamiliar signs |
[01:20.56] | Little to coincide |
[01:26.99] | however she packed her bags and made her way |
[01:31.59] | Anywhere her feet could take her |
[01:38.09] | |
[01:54.56] | With her arm around her keepsakes and her mind on her mistakes |
[02:03.57] | She climbed a hill one of a kind |
[02:07.71] | numb to her step, she had to accept |
[02:12.12] | Changed scenery |
[02:14.27] | it was now clear to see torn petals on a flower of her past |
[02:20.83] | Memories she hoped wouldn' t last |
[02:28.25] | She ran away, so far away |
[02:33.07] | That the streets were no longer paved with lines |
[02:37.85] | The sole of her feet weren' t as tough as she claimed them to be |
[02:44.43] | She wiped her eyes, it was no surprise |
[02:51.10] | That she was lost and far from home |
[02:55.68] | strange unfamiliar signs |
[02:58.97] | Little to coincide |
[03:05.93] | however she packed her bags and made her way |
[03:10.98] | Anywhere her feet could take her |
[03:16.90] | |
[03:32.19] | With her head on her pillow |
[03:35.77] | and her pain tucked under the sheets |
[03:42.11] | Music playing softly without a steady beat |
[03:49.13] | without a steady beat |
[03:54.13] |