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Drawn To Darkness
03:01
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Drawn, drawn to darkness
Drawn, drawn to darkness
Threads of dark lives
Depths of dark eyes
Find my edges
Pull me inside
Here where we grow
I am here just to know
Not to heal or to mould
I am here just to hold
For I am drawn, drawn to darkness
Drawn, drawn to darkness
Dead of night skies
Minds with dark sides
Fill my senses
Draw me inside
Here where we grow
I am here just to know
Not to heal or to mould
I am here just to hold
For I am drawn, drawn to darkness
Drawn, drawn to darkness
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here where we grow
I am here just to know
Not to heal or to mould
I am here just to hold
And I will bend, I will fold
I am here just to hold
For I am drawn, drawn to darkness
Drawn, drawn to darkness
Drawn, drawn to darkness
I’m drawn, drawn to darkness
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Shape
03:19
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She’s the child that you betrayed
When you denied the choice she made
She refused to yield, you tried to shut it down
You refused to feel, you chose to cut her out
How your words held their shape
Held in time and held in place
By your fear of losing face
Now you’re twenty years too late
Make a child, you make a mind
Its own desires, its own designs
How you let them grow is how you gain the most
How you let them go is how you keep them close
How your words held their shape
Held in time and held in place
By your fear of losing face
Now you’re twenty years too late
For the hurt, for your hate, you have still not said you’re sorry
To the child you betrayed; it was not your choice to make
How your words held their shape
Held in time and held in place
By your fear of losing face
Now you’re twenty years too late
How your words held their shape
Held in time and held in place
Twenty years of saving face
Twenty years you can’t replace
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Untangling
03:31
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We’ve been building castles
Everlasting, or so we planned
All our empires will come falling
We’ve been building in the sand
Find a doubt, you hold it in
I let it out and we begin
Unravelling where we were entwining
And I am untangling your life from mine
Unwinding and we are realigning
And I am untangling your life from mine
We’ve been finding changes
In the faces we used to know
All the spaces we’ve been hiding
Send us sliding as they grow
Find a doubt, you rush on in
I slow it down and we begin
Unravelling where we were entwining
And I am untangling your life from mine
Unwinding and we are realigning
And I am untangling your life from mine
We’re unravelling
I’m still standing
We’ve been building castles
We’ve been building in the sand
Unravelling where we were entwining
And I am untangling your life from mine
Unwinding and we are realigning
And I am untangling your life from mine
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Letter
03:06
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Write me a letter, put pen to paper
Your words speak much louder when written in ink
Write me a letter, you say it much better
It takes you more time so there’s more time to think
No I don’t want it tapped and I don’t want it typed
And I don’t want to read from a screen
If we don’t hold a pen, we’ll forget how to write
And we might just forget how to say what we mean
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
The postman delivers, there’s nothing of interest
It’s always official, a bill or a fine
Or estate agents looking for houses to sell
When the house that in I live won’t ever be mine
I remember the thrill of a handwritten line
And the words that were crafted for me
But we don’t hold a pen, ‘cause we don’t make the time
And we might just forget how to say what we mean
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
I’ll write you a letter, I’ll put pen to paper
‘Cause words speak much louder when written in ink
There’s love in their curves, there is thought in these words
‘Cause I give them more time, so there’s more time to think
No I don’t want to tap and I don’t want to type
And I don’t want to stare at a screen
I will pick up a pen and some paper and write
I don’t want to forget how to say what I mean
Remember the thrill of a handwritten line
It’s a gift, you can give it for free
So let’s pick up our pens and some paper, and write
We must never forget how to say what we mean
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Tongue-Tied
02:54
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With senses exploding
I hurry to meet you
To speak them, release them
To find connection in your eyes
But I’m tongue-tied
I’m tongue-tied
I’m tongue-tied
In shadows of empires
I’ve danced with wild abandon
To empty shells of houses
I’ve bared my soul with no disguise
Now I’m tongue-tied
I’m tongue-tied
I'm tongue-tied
Held captive by language
But how I’m lost without it
Held captive by language
And I am lost
Because we’re bound by the power of our tongues
And I am cursed by the words that won’t come
And tongue-tied
My silence exposes
A weakness unspoken
It limits expression
And leaves me lost
Because we’re bound by the power of our tongues
And I am cursed by the words that won’t come
And while we’re bound by the power of our tongues
Then we’ll be cursed by the words that won’t come
And tongue-tied
And tongue-tied
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How To Hear
03:06
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We’ve heard these words somewhere before
We’ve worn these shoes and marched to war
Our fingers burned but burns will heal
The pages turned were never real
Who dares decide, who dares define
What comes between your thoughts and mine
They drew the line
Hold our ideas
Let’s close our mouths and hope our ears
Still know how to hear
When words are fired from empty tongues
And empty minds are loaded guns
Let’s rest our swords, our strength lies in
The silent power of listening
Hold our ideas
Let’s close our mouths and hope our ears
Still know how to hear
Can we learn how to hear?
Can we learn how to heal?
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Hold our ideas
Let’s close our mouths and hope our ears
Still know how to hear
Can we hold our ideas
And close our mouths and hope our ears
Can learn how to heal?
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98
03:06
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When your bones give in and your hair grows thin
There’s more lines than skin in the mirror
When your mind gives up ‘cause your thoughts get stuck
And your words don’t come quite as easy
So you dwell in dreams of dying
Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
There’s a swell in days of hoping
That there’ll be somebody waiting where you’re going
When your Christmas cards came in thick and fast
As the years go past they get fewer
When your friends have gone, still you stumble on
While the younger ones went before you
So you dwell in dreams of dying
Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
There’s a swell in days of hoping
That there’ll be somebody waiting where you’re going
Step outside, there is pleasure yet
In soft spring air; let it fill your chest
So step outside, for the days still left
And feel the life in the power of your breath
So you dwell in dreams of dying
Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
There’s a swell in days of hoping
That there’ll be somebody waiting where you’re going
So you dwell in dreams of dying
Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
There’s a swell in days of hoping
That there’ll be somebody waiting where you’re going
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Hallelu
03:10
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I drive with no destination
Decide to stop at first light
There’s a church standing before me
Something draws me inside
There’s no priest and no congregation
So I kneel at the altar to pray
But I lost all my religion
I’m not sure what to say
So I sing, sing Hallelujah
I sing, I sing Hallelu
I have felt distance surround me
Unfurl and swallow me whole
And I guess I needed some closeness
To tell the warmth from the cold
I have sought comfort in friendship
But my friends, they all let me down
In the light of these stained glass windows
None of it matters somehow
And I sing, sing Hallelujah
I sing, I sing Hallelu
And I let the history in
And I hear it echoing
With the choir as they sing their Hallelu, Hallelu
And I join their Hallelujah
And we sing, we sing Hallelu
How I needed this Hallelujah
So I sing, I sing Hallelu
I sing, sing Hallelu
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Hannah Scott London, UK
Hannah Scott performs contemporary folk music and is picking up a loyal following thanks to her distinctive voice, strong melodies and thought-provoking lyrics.
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