[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:15.66]Reading from the notes in a moleskin [00:18.44]That you'd written when you were about seventeen [00:22.19]About growing herbs on a window sill [00:25.75]And lighting tea light candles on a balcony [00:29.51]Now books on the shelf [00:31.81]Are like children in a line [00:33.44]The spines give away their character [00:39.31]So do you have the back bone kid [00:43.21]To stand out against all those other lives [00:54.53]For two whole years it was only letters [00:57.90]Heartsick days tattooed on a page [01:01.40]And scouting a journey to be made [01:05.40]When a promise was not the only currency [01:11.09]When we give our words we give ourselves away [01:14.02]You should you should have [01:15.33]Thou mayst you may [01:19.34]And the passing of our sixteenth season we feel [01:23.46]We're still drawing our water [01:24.40]From the roots of our family trees [01:26.47]And loves and letters and intentions that lead [01:28.02]To us standing here facing our futures like seeds on a breeze
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:15.66]Reading from the notes in a moleskin
[00:18.44]That you'd written when you were about seventeen
[00:22.19]About growing herbs on a window sill
[00:25.75]And lighting tea light candles on a balcony
[00:29.51]Now books on the shelf
[00:31.81]Are like children in a line
[00:33.44]The spines give away their character
[00:39.31]So do you have the back bone kid
[00:43.21]To stand out against all those other lives
[00:54.53]For two whole years it was only letters
[00:57.90]Heartsick days tattooed on a page
[01:01.40]And scouting a journey to be made
[01:05.40]When a promise was not the only currency
[01:11.09]When we give our words we give ourselves away
[01:14.02]You should you should have
[01:15.33]Thou mayst you may
[01:19.34]And the passing of our sixteenth season we feel
[01:23.46]We're still drawing our water
[01:24.40]From the roots of our family trees
[01:26.47]And loves and letters and intentions that lead
[01:28.02]To us standing here facing our futures like seeds on a breeze
