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• Artiste: Sam Roberts
• Titre: A Stone Would Cry Out
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The cinematic after effects of alcohol Have led me to believe That there's nothing more beautiful Than a face as it starts to fade From your memory, what had once been clear as the day Obscured by the shade And I was always the thorn to your rose A long string of disappointing days Led me to concede that I'd been losing sleep And I'm tired and frayed at the seams And things are changing in me It's been two hard months since I could call you my own It cuts to the bone Is there anything that I can do when I've been turned into stone But I was always the thorn to your rose Some doors are better left closed You move like a rolling wave One that don't fade when it's gone Beyond a doubt it gets so hard that a stone would cry out I know there's a lesson in here But it's so hard to find I've been searching my mind A little pearl of wisdom for the later years When the thread of this life starts to unwind I never had to fight for my love But that's over I know It's just how it goes I never had to fight for my love But that's over I know It's just how it goes And you move like a rolling wave One that don't fade when it's gone Beyond a doubt it gets so hard, it gets so hard That a stone would cry out Some doors are better left closed Some say this place makes it hard to hold your head up Some days this face makes me feel like I've been set up