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from Broken Things by Micol Cazzell
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lyrics
They left ‘round dawn or so
So slow, so slow did they go
From dawn’s break to twilight’s black lake
They rode from seeds now sewed
Rumors from the land of the sun
How slow, how slow did they come
From the eyes of the fading sky
Like drums, but you’re not sure where from
By and by did they arrive
And the hillsides were all alive
And they could not contrive a reason to die
By no means did they come alone
As the path to them had been shown
From last night to years gone by
They lost what they never had owned
And so on down the line
‘till that’s yours and this here is mine
From first taste to a perfect waste
Like bad grapes as they fall from the vine
So slow, so slow did they go
From dawn’s break to twilight’s black lake
They rode from seeds now sewed
Rumors from the land of the sun
How slow, how slow did they come
From the eyes of the fading sky
Like drums, but you’re not sure where from
By and by did they arrive
And the hillsides were all alive
And they could not contrive a reason to die
By no means did they come alone
As the path to them had been shown
From last night to years gone by
They lost what they never had owned
And so on down the line
‘till that’s yours and this here is mine
From first taste to a perfect waste
Like bad grapes as they fall from the vine
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from Broken Things,
released July 27, 2012
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