Slow Vines taby ukulele według Gregory And The Hawk

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My job to put you to sleep 
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Slip into your breathing on the cusp of a dream 
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All lives are mysteries 
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And when we close our eyes we write them 

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Baby baby baby why don't you come back to me 
I'll punch the numbers once and, feeling blunt, 
I'll give up 
Consider all the foolishness in fooling around 
Consider how our kisses made a quiet sound 
and delayed you 

Slow vines keep on climbing, 
Sticking to the brick and licking concrete's pits 
A wave's favorite game is timing 
When you're lost in it you can never be late 
When you lose your breath all your plans are a waste 

Baby baby baby could we do it again 
I've yet to get how bodies could be a best 
Relying on the selfishness of just-pleasing-me 
Relying on the past will never make you free 
just delay you
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