1. |
Old Boat
03:36
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Give me the nightfall
Give me some stars
Give me an outburst
That makes me wanna fall
Would I see better if the lights go out
Will it be shattered if I drown this sound
It all comes together in this small town
Iāll be on that mountain
Where I can see it all
Look over the water
Feel Iām being tall
And fear is not the future
Just living while it lasts
So Iāll see you from that mountain
Think over all thatās passed
So I walk to that damaged boat
See if it still floats
It must have been here a very long time
All the things she must know
Would it be better if I patched it up
And fix it while I can
Or would it keep leaking when the storm sets in
Guess Iāll be on that mountain
Where I can see it all
Look over the water
Feel Iām being tall
And fear is not the future
Just living while it lasts
So Iāll see you from that mountain
Think over all thatās passed
Is that boat really broken
Or is that boat just really old
Is that boat really broken
Or is that boat just really old
Is that boat really broken
Or is that boat just really old
Is that boat really broken
Or is that boat just really old
Iāll be on that mountain
Iāll be on that mountain
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2. |
Underwater
03:00
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The skyline, pink in all itās glory
Cold wind strokes softly on my face
The rocks, how I love to climb them
All invincible in itās place
Maybe I gave you something I wanted
Maybe we fooled around
Youāre still in my head on a daily basis now that we both moved on
You mightāve got no trouble sleeping
While Iām finding it hard to breathe
Thinking why Iād be needing
To force myself to think straight
I hide underwater
I hide what I need most
And when it getās harder
Pretend itās not by choice
So now Iām standing on the island
Where I know I do belong
Feeling the distance is not gonna change that
weāve got something going on
I hide underwater
I hide what I need most
And when it getās harder
Pretend itās not mine
I hide underwater
And when it getās harder
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3. |
Another One
03:31
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The skyline, pink in all itās glory
Cold wind strokes softly on my face
The rocks, how I love to climb them
All invincible in itās place
Maybe I gave you something I wanted
Maybe we fooled around
Youāre still in my head on a daily basis now that we both moved on
You mightāve got no trouble sleeping
While Iām finding it hard to breathe
Thinking why Iād be needing
To force myself to think straight
I hide underwater
I hide what I need most
And when it getās harder
Pretend itās not by choice
So now Iām standing on the island
Where I know I do belong
Feeling the distance is not gonna change that
weāve got something going on
I hide underwater
I hide what I need most
And when it getās harder
Pretend itās not mine
I hide underwater
And when it getās harder
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4. |
Out Of Town
03:12
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I wasnāt sure if the answers would help me understand it
āØI wasnāt fearless I just depended on the one who saved me
āØāØCrossing the border without a sound
āØPassing the sirens on my way out of town
Nobody thought of a way of saying that theyāre sorryāØ
Everyone kept running after each other to find some glory
Crossing the border without a soundāØ
Passing the crowd on my way out of town
āØThey bring the worst out of you so it seemsāØ
While you insisted in saving the dream āØ
The story that you want to tell turns into dustāØ
You focused on that someone that you thought you could trust
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Sofia Dragt Netherlands
Composer|Producer|Vocalist|Pianist š³š±
Come Home on nr.2 Reclamemuziek Top 40!š
Film composer documentary series āHet Wadāš
Member of LUMINAR āØ
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