74 Willows Paroles

John Murphy Additional Programming

Brona Fitzgerald Violin


74 willows wept the day

I plotted my escape

The road looking diseased

Under a blanket of leaves

Back now full circle so it seems

With unused memories

Of secrets not worth keeping

Willows weeping
Don't think so anymore

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I've been looking for the ending my story lacks

A strong enough magnet to pull me back

You are that, Oh you are that

A new outlook for a cynical soul

The feeling I get when the opiates flow

You are that, Oh, you are that

Felt myself slipping in the snow

Adrenaline did flow

Adding a smokescreen to this flashback scene

My brain raced right back from numb

A peculiar reaction

To those willows creaking, your voice speaking

Think of us travelling at night

At a hundred times the speed of light

Don't think so anymore



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Think of us travelling at night

At a hundred times the speed of light

Don't think so anymore

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