Cordelia Gartside - Firing Line | Текст песни

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• Cordelia Gartside
• Firing Line

Come on darling, it is time,
Keep that smile on, tell me you're fine,
And as we walk that final stretch
The rain on my cheeks feels like lead.

Just hold me for the last time,
And brace yourself for the firing line.

Keep your heart, keep this in mind:
That balcony in springtime
Oh in that air I could have flown
To finally have you alone.

Oh and I miss your skin, I miss you still
I recall those fireworks on that hill.
And they never thought we'd end up here,
But your breath so close brings me to tears.

You and I have seen such times,
Hazed like summer, sweet as wine.
And as the seasons turn and break,
We'll shed the love we sought to make.

Just hold me for the last time,
And brace yourself for the firing line.

Just hold me for the last time,
And brace yourself for the firing line.
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released 31 December 2012

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