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lyrics

To rearrange and mould, beats waiting to watch unfold, The tick-ticking down rests uneasy,
But can comfort really cut so cleany?

We're done explaining each remaining lost and empty word,
More ground is made and found in those unheard, Speaking over each more solid teaches less than what we know,
But patience found in purpose takes control, leads on, makes whole...

So softly tread and glean, a glimpse into all unseen,
Or set-set it off, soonest mended, its better pretending You've improved your happy ending,

Still we're done explaining each remaining lost and empty word,
More ground is made and found in those unheard, Speaking over each more solid teaches less than what we know,
But patience found in purpose takes control, leads on, makes whole...

Ride this tempest, free and blameless,

With each step each move we're edging so near,
To whats left whats pure whats keeping us here
Still its all a drop in the sea when all of this time just letting it be could have,

Spared us each step each move whilst edging so near,
To whats left whats pure whats keeping us here
Still its all a drop in the sea when all of this time just letting it be could have,

Spared us each step each move whilst edging so near,
To whats left whats pure whats keeping us here Still its all a drop in the sea when all of this time just letting it be could have,

Opened our eyes, our ears, new doors to whats waiting, Just pause this anticipation is setting us back and holding us under,
Left to catch breath whenever we wonder why...

Why are we deprived the sight to compromise?

So, whatever we call on helps us decide,
Whenever we stall between "hope" and "try".

credits

from Intermittent Fault EP, released February 29, 2008
Guitar/Vocals/Laptop: Alistair Merrick
Bass: Robert Hitchen

Written, perfromed, recorded, produced and mastered by sixpeopleaway

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