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Breeze (Since I Was Born)

from Scenes Of The Tourist by Wharfer

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I came to my senses and came to your door,
But I can't trust my senses anymore.
I tried to be fair but you never did care,
And I'm fairly sure my role's outgrown me.
So if I have to die and you ask me why,
I'm beaming, “these clouds won't spit on my eye anymore.”

I'd love to go quietly into the wild,
But I can't go quietly anywhere.
I'd die to be under palm trees,
How the orange breeze would soothe my mind.
And if I should float down and you saw me around,
Darling I'd bleed to bend down on one knee

But I lost the ring and I can't sing the blues
The way this world showed me how.
So it's now that I'll slip out,
It's only been hours since I was born.

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from Scenes Of The Tourist, track released August 22, 2016
Written by Kyle Wall
Featuring Phoebe Hunt (violin), David Moss (cello), Shane O'Hara (percussion), David Speranza (upright bass)

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