Song | Love and Loss and Love |
Artist | Lydia Cole |
Album | Me and Moon |
[00:11.70] | There are a million reasons why this should work |
[00:17.20] | |
[00:17.68] | So, like a fire, this season’s gonna hurt |
[00:22.96] | |
[00:23.24] | As you look away these eyes begin to burn Yeah, |
[00:28.42] | |
[00:29.92] | for a long long night I twist and turn |
[00:34.39] | |
[00:47.52] | Discovering things, quite plain, unseen before |
[00:52.67] | |
[00:53.74] | Drinking in water not for sale in stores |
[00:59.01] | |
[00:59.09] | To be with or without you, I cannot afford Under this heat I twist and change my form |
[01:10.79] | |
[01:23.12] | And these are the tales of love and loss and love |
[01:28.55] | |
[01:29.34] | We are a weary field of flowers crushed |
[01:34.54] | |
[01:34.84] | And we are all children without a dad or mum |
[01:40.28] | |
[01:41.51] | We are all looking for our descending dove |
[01:46.91] | |
[01:59.60] | So unscrew your hinges, scrape away the moss |
[02:04.70] | |
[02:05.70] | This is the day that love will follow loss |
[02:10.93] | |
[02:11.32] | And with trumpets and harps, give your chains a final toss |
[02:16.36] | |
[02:17.61] | We will not fold to bribes of candy floss Or to boys who don’t even care about us |
[02:29.32] | |
[02:41.42] | And these are the tales of love and loss and love |
[02:47.01] | |
[02:47.97] | We are a weary field of flowers crushed |
[02:53.34] | |
[02:53.46] | And we are all children without a dad or mum |
[02:58.79] | |
[02:59.83] | We are all looking for our descending dove |
[03:05.50] | |
[03:05.64] | And these are the tales of love and loss and love |
[03:10.90] | |
[03:11.87] | We are a weary field of flowers crushed |
[03:17.22] | |
[03:17.34] | And we are all children without a dad or mum |
[03:22.60] | |
[03:23.93] | We are all looking for our descending dove |
[03:29.06] |
[00:11.70] | There are a million reasons why this should work |
[00:17.20] | |
[00:17.68] | So, like a fire, this season' s gonna hurt |
[00:22.96] | |
[00:23.24] | As you look away these eyes begin to burn Yeah, |
[00:28.42] | |
[00:29.92] | for a long long night I twist and turn |
[00:34.39] | |
[00:47.52] | Discovering things, quite plain, unseen before |
[00:52.67] | |
[00:53.74] | Drinking in water not for sale in stores |
[00:59.01] | |
[00:59.09] | To be with or without you, I cannot afford Under this heat I twist and change my form |
[01:10.79] | |
[01:23.12] | And these are the tales of love and loss and love |
[01:28.55] | |
[01:29.34] | We are a weary field of flowers crushed |
[01:34.54] | |
[01:34.84] | And we are all children without a dad or mum |
[01:40.28] | |
[01:41.51] | We are all looking for our descending dove |
[01:46.91] | |
[01:59.60] | So unscrew your hinges, scrape away the moss |
[02:04.70] | |
[02:05.70] | This is the day that love will follow loss |
[02:10.93] | |
[02:11.32] | And with trumpets and harps, give your chains a final toss |
[02:16.36] | |
[02:17.61] | We will not fold to bribes of candy floss Or to boys who don' t even care about us |
[02:29.32] | |
[02:41.42] | And these are the tales of love and loss and love |
[02:47.01] | |
[02:47.97] | We are a weary field of flowers crushed |
[02:53.34] | |
[02:53.46] | And we are all children without a dad or mum |
[02:58.79] | |
[02:59.83] | We are all looking for our descending dove |
[03:05.50] | |
[03:05.64] | And these are the tales of love and loss and love |
[03:10.90] | |
[03:11.87] | We are a weary field of flowers crushed |
[03:17.22] | |
[03:17.34] | And we are all children without a dad or mum |
[03:22.60] | |
[03:23.93] | We are all looking for our descending dove |
[03:29.06] |