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Pray to God
04:57
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She’s crossed the world for a man she’s never seen
Left home for a stranger’s family, aged nineteen
She's scared they want her to be the quiet wife
But wild by nature, she dreamt of a different life
And she prays to God, he will never lay a finger on her
She prays to God, he will never lay a finger on her
The garden fills her heart with so much joy
No words in anger, and at her feet her baby boy
Dancing dizzy they tumble to the floor
Hearts stuck in their mouths when dad stumbles through the door
And they pray to God, he will never lay a finger on her
And they pray to God, he will never lay a finger on her
Can you see the light in her eyes
Can you see
She sits in her empty nest, alone each day
Her baby is long gone and she begins to pray
Pray for him, mistakes he won’t repeat
If he loves his woman right, her work’s complete
And she prays to God, he will never lay a finger on her
And she prays to God, he will never lay a finger on her
And she prays to God, he will never lay a finger on her
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2. |
Blank Canvas
05:10
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She came on a summer’s day
To see a man, about a room
He made her feel so welcome
That she knew, this could be home
Unpack boxes, join yoga classes, smile awkwardly at important men in the office who are eyeing her
Starting anew,
When she comes home in the evening he’s there
Listening to every word
When she looks into his eyes
He’s searching for some peace of mind
With an eagerness to please
A blank canvas is what she sees
A blank canvas is what she sees
He notices a yellowed postcard on her bedroom wall
Memories of loved ones, at every port of call
She’s sweet in a special way
And her smile lifts the gloom
High hopes he can make her stay
And a love, will bloom
But when she looks into his eyes
He’s searching for some peace of mind
With an eagerness to please
A blank canvas is what she sees
A blank canvas is what she sees
When she looks into his eyes
He’s searching for some peace of mind
With an eagerness to please
A blank canvas is what she sees
A blank canvas is what she sees
She left in an awkward way
His heavy heart, She has her youth
Her first grown up heartbreak
And she couldn’t tell the truth
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3. |
All at Sea
03:48
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The first kiss, I’ve waited so long
The dam bursts, and I throw off my life belt
Swim to you, and I bury my nose in your curls
I may drown, but I don’t care right now
Because at last there’s peace
I can sleep
I can eat
All at sea no longer
Finally I’m free
To say what I see
So why, am I still worried?
The first week, I build my hopes up so high
But they sink like stones when we start to fight
Ripples of truth, you tell me to go slow and take my time
But these waves they keep pushing me from side to side to side
And at last there’s peace
I can sleep
And I can eat
I'm all at sea no longer
Finally I’m free
To say what I see
So why, am I still worried?
The last word, your time to be heard, no peep from me
To hear you tell, I cast my own spell all along
The kiss you regret and how you wish that I’d forget
So low your voice, you leave me no choice and glide away
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4. |
It's Not a Crime
03:51
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We stand round the bed, she’s hanging by a thread, One big happy family again,
Red lips turning blue, I look over at you, Eyes shut tight you refuse,
To let her hurt you again, my sensitive twin, You built a wall and no one climbs in,
Made you feel second best, young mind never at rest, so you ran far as you could get
Now she’s drifting away, you came back too late, to say
Be kindly, be kindly, a gentle soul like yours needs time
Now the beeps stop, your guard suddenly drops
Say you came home hoping to make up, Feeling brave, maybe expecting a fuss
Plus recognition for your pain, years spent alone and tears all in vain
Now she’s drifting away, you came back too late, to say
Be kindly, be kindly, a gentle soul like yours needs time
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