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Worth
03:07
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Cut me some slack
It's been a day, been a week, been a bore
So why would that give me a heart attack
Leave me crippled and crying
Staining the floor
So as a distraction wanna paint it black?
It could be fun, what fun, could be had
And I feel glad
But I couldn't tell you why, oh
Tell me something I don't know
The river needs to flow
We reap what we sow
I've made my peace with the reaper
But I'm still afraid to go
(Oh I know, I know, I know)
Don't tell me twice
I've got a feeling I won't like what I hear, but baby that's alright
So if you want my advice
Stick to the details, cross all your T's, Dot all your eyes can lie but you'll pay the price
Oh but it's worth its weight in gold
But that's a bit old, don't you think?
I don't know why, oh!
Tell me something I don't know
The river needs to flow
We reap what we sow
I've made my peace with the reaper
But I'm still afraid to go
Something chills me in the breeze at night
In the breath before the sun
Maybe things will go the best they can
Maybe this could be the one
Or maybe not, but you know it's worth a try, oh!
I've made my peace with the reaper
But I'm still afraid to go
(Oh I know, I know, I know)
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Poppies
03:42
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I’ve been counting corners
It seems as if a new one shows up every day
And i'm collecting sorrows
I keep them on my bedside table
Drink them all down
When I wake
Not much is at stake it seems
They're purified by my dreams
Oh wake up, so wake up, oh wake up little girl
So wake up, oh wake up, there’s so much of the world you haven’t seen
Yet I see it every night within my dreams
Cross my heart and hope to die
A little every time I catch your eye
You seem to hold me breathless
That look is so familiar
A strange peculiarity, you look like me
And you look nothing at all like me
My sweet, oh my sweet
Oh wake up, so wake up, oh wake up little girl
So wake up, oh wake up, there’s so much of the world you haven’t seen
Coming undone by the seams
I’ll see you soon
I’ll see you soon
I’ll see you soon
My friend
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Kinder
04:48
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Insecurities are building, rising higher and higher again
Waiting for a moment of re-entry, but when?
Take a breath, look into the mirror
And come away from the edge of nothing, darling my dear
Can you remember when you knew yourself - even if she wasn’t quite what she claimed to be?
The past can be quite tense and growing’s good but it hurts sometimes, you see
Take your time, ain’t as easy as you thought it might be
So come away from the edge of nothing, come back to me
Hallowed be thy name
And remember the stars shine true
You know that they’re looking to you
So how does it feel to fall from where you stood just because mortals couldn't seem to understand
The crosses in your palms are growing deeper and they go hand in hand
Can’t you see, you’re miles ahead of them
So come away from the edge of nothing, darling my friend
Hallowed be thy name
And remember the stars shine true
You know that they’re looking to you
Why are you worrying
Let this be a reminder
Why are you worrying
The world can be cruel but you can be kinder
Hallowed be thy name
And remember the stars shine true
You know that they’re looking to you
And what would they do without you?
You know what you’re here to do
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Rowan Rain Ireland
rhythmic & intuitive
dark water, starlight
rooted in an ancient world of folkloric magics, haunting dream folk woven with threads of hypnotic melody, poetic lyrics, and soulful storytelling
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