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Everyday
02:41
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I've been breathing in the smell of your coat.
And I hold it in, to keep it close.
It's my nicotine, my burning hope.
Everyday is the las time but there's more to come.
Everyday there's another broken moment, cos I'm around everyday and you're not.
We're the medicine, I had and lost.
The serotonin in, my tired bones.
Without this I'll be the air I choke.
Everyday is the las time but there's more to come.
Everyday there's another broken moment, cos I'm around everyday and you're not.
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Exile
04:22
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The moisture left from a dirty mug from a friendship I once brewed,
Like my past still very memorable, but there’s nothing left to show.
I burned down our little happiness, and was glad to see it burn.
And picked out bones of the teenage years and threw them back at you.
Whilst you’re in the fields waiting for the storm to come back home,
I’m in the stable with the herbals and I’m all on my own.
So maybe i should live and die alone,
I’d rather die in my comfort zone.
Exiles only a word, till you wear it like a crown,
And I’ve been thinking recently and I guess I’m wearing it now.
So storm clouds run over darkened skies, like hoards of angry mobs.
And everybody’s inside to stay away from harm.
Whilst you’re in the fields waiting for the storm to come back home,
I’m in the stable with the herbals and I’m all on my own.
So maybe i should live and die alone,
I’d rather die in my comfort zone.
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The Man You Made
03:35
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How can I thank you for the things that you did?
For the man that I have become and the sounds in my head.
Like a kind beneath the surface of the land that remains his,
And the shadow where he lives.
You wrote for me a song that plays forever in my life,
And I know it’s too late to say but my fingers play the surface of your strings whilst you sleep,
To the song of the man that you made of me,
To the song of the man that you made of me.
And now the shadow that I sleep in,
Will only trace the lights of your coffin.
Like a kind beneath the surface of the land that remains his,
And the shadow where he lives.
You wrote for me a song that plays forever in my life,
And I know it’s too late to say but my fingers play the surface of your strings whilst you sleep,
To the song of the man that you made of me,
To the song of the man that you made of me.
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The Rain
02:05
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The wind so cold on the back of my neck,
And the rain hit the streets and it swallowed my feet.
I held my breath so tightly in the smell of her hair,
And we held each other in the damp of the cold winter air.
Despite the rain sinking through my skin the feeling we were involved in,
Was shared between us so honestly,
the Love I felt devoured me.
I felt her breath against my check; embraced the way she stared at me.
Her kiss was so soft and I held her so tight,
And she left me there in the cold winter night.
The wind so cold on the back of my neck,
And the rain hit the streets and it swallowed my feet.
I held my breath so tightly in the smell of her hair,
And we held each other in the damp of the cold winter air.
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In The Morning
03:38
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In the morning when I wake, and her hair smells like silver.
And the raindrops sleep on leaves, cos the air is thick with moisture:
The memories we made are long gone.
Like the morning in it’s haze takes over.
So I stand out in the grey with the grass beneath my feet.
And I’ll let it take me underneath, just to see if I still feel.
Living alone in this day dream, I like living alone is reality.
In the evening I will walk through the shards of golden sunlight,
With the wind upon my check, like her warm breath rests on mine.
Another day passes me over,
Another day I’ve spent without her.
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When All
04:51
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When all the flowers blossom and turn to gold,
When all the clouds dissolve and turn to mould,
When all the seas sink down into the earth,
When all these thing become what they’re worth.
Could you bring me back life?
Could you bring back the time we spent?
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JW Edwards London, UK
JW (Joe) Edwards is an independent composer/ multi-instrumentalist, writing under the belief of the importance of creating
something that is 100% authentic to the said composer.
Despite being widely appealing, Joe's music is of a sound that can only be described as 'his own. He is a one-of-a-kind artist that, like many of his influences, inspires deep thought of the listener.
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