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Bones

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An End Has a Start


How can you always be late for your arrival?
You know I forgive you every single time

Retreat, retreat I've fallen at the low tide
Oh Retreat, retreat meet me by the quayside

In the end all you can hope for
Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone
through
Are your eyes showing off for mine?
Your face in my hands is everything that I need

A system's put in place
Put there to protect us
For you I throw a life line every time

Oh Retreat, retreat I've fallen at the low tide
Oh Retreat, retreat meet me by the quayside

In the end all you can hope for
Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone
through
Are your eyes showing off for mine?
Your face in my hands is everything I need

Bones, starved of flesh
Surround your aching heart
Full of love

Bones, starved of flesh
Surround your aching heart
Full of love

Bones, starved of flesh
Surround your aching heart

Bones
Bones

I watch as your eyes show off for mine
I watch as your eyes show off
I watch as your eyes show off for mine
I watch as your eyes show off

Compositores: Thomas Michael Henry Smith (Tom Smith), Edward Owen Lay, Russell Leetch, Christopher Dominic Urbanowicz
ECAD: Obra #2810936 Fonograma #10878218

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