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| Clemence Poesy |
All the more for that
And words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat
And point it home
We've still got time,
Raise your hopeful voice
You have a choice,
You've made it now
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
And moods that take me and erase me
And I'll paint it black
Well you have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat
And point it home
We've still got time,
Raise your hopeful voice
You had the choice,
You've made it now
Falling slowly, sing your melody
I'll sing it loud
Loud
