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Teardrops In A Teacup
01:58
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Teardrops in a teacup
All the ways we come unstuck
Sending out my wishes to the moon
Coffee coated kisses
Promises we break too soon
Carried on a lovesick afternoon
We drank too much of our love
Retched it up outside
Now all these pretty scars you try to hide
So don’t you worry darling
I promise I won’t leave
Not with all these pretty ghosts watching me
Watching me
Teardrops in a teacup
Now all these pretty ghosts
Are watching me
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2. |
Without You
04:42
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You found me at 2am sleeping
Resting my head against you
Woke just find you were dreaming
And I couldn’t be further from you
The echo of days that are passing by
And the concept of love right before my eyes
I can’t let you go, I can’t undo the tears that I cried
For every mistake that I made, there was one truth
Trusting myself was a challenge to get through
I’m sorry I hurt you
It still haunts me now in the night
And I try, and I try, to get by
Without you
Passing by, passing by, passing by
In my mind all the time
But I still yearn for a stranger
The unknown of a fickle love
A man in my past I remember
As the love of my life, and my heart
Words in my head are quiet now
They faded away just like their sound
The noise that they made is imprinted forever on me
For every mistake that I made, there was one truth
Each step that I take leads me further from refuge
But I must keep moving, it’s better than choosing to stay
Still I try, still I try, to get by
Without you
Passing by, passing by, passing by
On my mind all the time
And the echo of days
And every mistake
And the words that you said
Screaming loud in my head
And the colour of truth
And the shape of my lies
Leading up to the place
Of a faulted goodbye
And the echo of days
And every mistake
And the words that you said
Screaming loud in my head
And the colour of truth
And the shape of my lies
Leading up to the place
Of a faulted goodbye
And the echo of days
Every mistake
The colour of truth
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3. |
Too Long
03:29
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It’s been too long
It’s been far too long
It’s been too long
It’s been far too long
And I won’t hold you to account
I’m tired of fighting battles I won’t win
But I won’t take responsibility
For something I did not begin
Your sin is not my sin
I won’t own up to it
Walking through the ruins
The confusion
I got through it alone
It’s been too long
It’s been far too long
To shut my eyes again
And tell myself I’m wrong
I promise to myself that I’ll forgive you
For all the years of pain
But harder to forget is everything I lost
While carrying the shame
Your sin is not my sin
I won’t own up to it
Spectator of the outcome
Of your actions
You were blind to the cause
The heavy cloth of burden
That I bear because of you
I shed it now the weight refused
I realise
It's not mine
The heavy cloth of burden
That I bear because of you
I shed it now the weight refused
I realise
It's not mine
I realise
It's not mine
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4. |
In My Skin
03:36
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If I wore some other shoes
Would you see me more than you do
Would you follow where I go?
If I put on my best disguise
Would you open your tired eyes
Would you stand up, and be amazed?
But I’m tired now, and I don’t know what to say
In my skin, in my skin
In my scarred and broken skin
I am trying now to commit myself
But I’m faltering
In my skin, in my skin
In my scarred and broken skin
I am trying now to commit myself
But I’m faltering
Trapped under my skin
If I spoke with a stronger voice
Or rearranged my words of choice
Would you listen more
Or take me for someone worth listening to?
In my skin, in my skin
In my scarred and broken skin
I am trying now to commit myself
But I’m faltering
In my skin, in my skin
In my scarred and broken skin
I am trying now to commit myself
But I’m faltering
Trapped inside my skin
I’m beginning now to see
There’s no one here that’s quite like me
But I would trade any day
To be anyone else
In my skin, in my skin
In my scarred and broken skin
I am trying now to commit myself
But I’m faltering
In my skin, in my skin
In my scarred and broken skin
I am trying now to commit myself
But I’m faltering
Trapped inside my skin
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5. |
The Child
02:23
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When does a child realise that they bleed?
Only when that child can no longer see
Through the innermost eyes, that have all grown in size
The child became adult to me
And when does a Mother give up on her babe?
Only when she makes her home in a grave
But life is a tree, and we see what we see
Child became adult to me
So when does that adult forget who they were?
Only when burdened too heavy with hurts
The scars we conceive were the wounds that we grieved
And the horrors made homeland in me
The horrors were homeland to me
So let my heart take its course on the breeze
Fly away over the sea
Find the innocence stolen from me
The innocence taken from me
Find the innocence stolen from me
Let the child in the adult be free
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Alice Foulds New Zealand
Singer/Songwriter from New Zealand
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