Song | Agnes |
Artist | Johnny Flynn |
Album | Been Listening |
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I’ve learned a little bit | |
I‘ve lost an awful lot | |
I know 10,000 people | |
And the best of the best I‘ve forgot | |
I can’t remember you though | |
I remember how we met | |
I fell a little graceless | |
And the pavement, oh the pavement | |
Won the bet | |
And in your gentle calling | |
All the tales spun and the bent | |
I heard the softer whisperings | |
That you were heaven spent | |
You were heaven, heaven spent | |
St. Agnes put your hair down | |
Tell your man to go to bed | |
And steal a kiss from fortunes lips | |
Before you, before you lift your head | |
And in your gentle calling | |
All the tales spun and the bent | |
I heard the softer whisperings | |
That you were heaven spent | |
You were heaven, heaven spent | |
I’ll follow the line til I end in the waves | |
Follow it through til it transcend your grave | |
I‘ll stick in the mix with your feathers and wings | |
Marry me now that we’re fingers and rings | |
I�ve waited for you since though | |
I�ve only known you‘re near | |
And in my darkest hour | |
Well I’ve had, oh I‘ve had no need to fear | |
And in your gentle calling | |
All the tales spun and the bent | |
I heard the softer whisperings | |
That you were heaven spent | |
You were heaven, heaven spent | |
I‘ll follow the line til I end in the waves | |
Follow it through til it transcend your grave | |
I’ll stick in the mix with your feathers and wings | |
Marry me now that we’re fingers and rings |
I' ve learned a little bit | |
I' ve lost an awful lot | |
I know 10, 000 people | |
And the best of the best I' ve forgot | |
I can' t remember you though | |
I remember how we met | |
I fell a little graceless | |
And the pavement, oh the pavement | |
Won the bet | |
And in your gentle calling | |
All the tales spun and the bent | |
I heard the softer whisperings | |
That you were heaven spent | |
You were heaven, heaven spent | |
St. Agnes put your hair down | |
Tell your man to go to bed | |
And steal a kiss from fortunes lips | |
Before you, before you lift your head | |
And in your gentle calling | |
All the tales spun and the bent | |
I heard the softer whisperings | |
That you were heaven spent | |
You were heaven, heaven spent | |
I' ll follow the line til I end in the waves | |
Follow it through til it transcend your grave | |
I' ll stick in the mix with your feathers and wings | |
Marry me now that we' re fingers and rings | |
I ve waited for you since though | |
I ve only known you' re near | |
And in my darkest hour | |
Well I' ve had, oh I' ve had no need to fear | |
And in your gentle calling | |
All the tales spun and the bent | |
I heard the softer whisperings | |
That you were heaven spent | |
You were heaven, heaven spent | |
I' ll follow the line til I end in the waves | |
Follow it through til it transcend your grave | |
I' ll stick in the mix with your feathers and wings | |
Marry me now that we' re fingers and rings |
I' ve learned a little bit | |
I' ve lost an awful lot | |
I know 10, 000 people | |
And the best of the best I' ve forgot | |
I can' t remember you though | |
I remember how we met | |
I fell a little graceless | |
And the pavement, oh the pavement | |
Won the bet | |
And in your gentle calling | |
All the tales spun and the bent | |
I heard the softer whisperings | |
That you were heaven spent | |
You were heaven, heaven spent | |
St. Agnes put your hair down | |
Tell your man to go to bed | |
And steal a kiss from fortunes lips | |
Before you, before you lift your head | |
And in your gentle calling | |
All the tales spun and the bent | |
I heard the softer whisperings | |
That you were heaven spent | |
You were heaven, heaven spent | |
I' ll follow the line til I end in the waves | |
Follow it through til it transcend your grave | |
I' ll stick in the mix with your feathers and wings | |
Marry me now that we' re fingers and rings | |
I ve waited for you since though | |
I ve only known you' re near | |
And in my darkest hour | |
Well I' ve had, oh I' ve had no need to fear | |
And in your gentle calling | |
All the tales spun and the bent | |
I heard the softer whisperings | |
That you were heaven spent | |
You were heaven, heaven spent | |
I' ll follow the line til I end in the waves | |
Follow it through til it transcend your grave | |
I' ll stick in the mix with your feathers and wings | |
Marry me now that we' re fingers and rings |