The Far Bank
from Spinner's Yarn by Micol Cazzell
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lyrics
We want this rain to go
But come summer we'll miss the cold
I told you so
For now the creek bed is like the sea
And I'll stand there to my knees
Until I freeze
Cause the moon only tells midnight
That dawn will throw daylight
Without a fight
So I'll sit here on the floor
To watch midnight swim for shore
And slip beneath by four
Now I'm wishing for the frost
Or a path from rock to rock
This river is too wide to cross
By morning I'll wander home
Most weary and all alone
My longings thrown
For the morning sun's arrived
And has blinded my eyes
And left me out to dry.
But come summer we'll miss the cold
I told you so
For now the creek bed is like the sea
And I'll stand there to my knees
Until I freeze
Cause the moon only tells midnight
That dawn will throw daylight
Without a fight
So I'll sit here on the floor
To watch midnight swim for shore
And slip beneath by four
Now I'm wishing for the frost
Or a path from rock to rock
This river is too wide to cross
By morning I'll wander home
Most weary and all alone
My longings thrown
For the morning sun's arrived
And has blinded my eyes
And left me out to dry.
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Spinner's Yarn,
released 04 June 2010
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