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Kathryn Williams




Альбом Kathryn Williams


Over Fly Over (2005)
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Until the Dark
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How did love appear on my face like glasses?
You've seen my faults now I see them too
I'll believe in anything you say
As long as it's lasting I'll believe in you
A secret piece of you has broken off
And now it's on display, I can't get enough
Can't get enough of that secret piece of you

If only you could hear what I think

This woman told me, maybe you're good to be around
Cause some people latch on, and you have to learn how to pull them off
And you just turn round and they're crawling back to get back on

Oh I wish I could make you hear what I think


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I think I know you but I never wanted you born

Thought I loved you thoughts don't come close

Indifference is everywhere
But it doesn't really matter

I never knew you were in love
For the first time
Thought you'd have me waiting
At the end of the line

We're different in every way
But it doesn't really matter
In no way could you say
I was the last to catch your love

One person to one person
Is how you face yourself
If you want more than that

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He knows who I am
He looks at me slowly
Each morning he gets up
I lie and miss his body
It's not a waste of time
To feel the heat
Leave the sheets

Because breath between talking is life
Waiting for the end of now is life
The gas on the sun sizzles
We wait around like rain inside clouds
Inside clouds clouds

I don't have a plan
I've usually got one
I want this to last
I think I can hold on
It's not a waste of time
To drive past his work

Because breath between talking is life
Waiting for the end of now is life
The gas on the sun sizzles
We wait around like rain inside clouds
Inside clouds clouds

Because breath between talking is life
Waiting for the end of now is life

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In a room banging on about the world in words
There's an old low light it flicks on and off
Like our opinions
Three hours without a word
Then you stroke my arm
There's an old low light in me
And it switches on

It's not visible to anyone but our love lives
There- I can feel it glimmer
It's slow and quiet and stares out at years
And it makes me love you more
More, more, more, more

In a different city bed in my sister's house
There's an old low light it keeps me awake
Without the shape of you
Track four on a CD you made for me
There's a note like light and it changes the air
And it makes me love you more
More, more, more, more, more

It's not visible to anyone but our love lives
There- I can feel it glimmer
It's slow and quiet and stares out at years

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Watching cartoons turning their bodies inside out
With a whack of a hammer I'm feeling you lemsips
For three days your body has hidden
For three days your brain has been switched off
It's just a cold and we're just in love and I'll
Remember this just like a birthday

The bird cage has left its door on the latch
The bird could fly
Whether it wants to is another cage
The cage that we're happy with
Like a light show the left to the right
Of car lights on the ceiling
It's just a cold
And we're just in love
And I'll remember this just like a birthday

It's a scandal I'm here lots of glasses on walls
In the dark the bird shit smells worse
And I'll remember this
Just like a birthday

It's just a cold

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I'd pay good money to sort your head out
To blank out the screen
To take us back to simple pleasures and means

It's a barbed little comment
Not big enough for the outside to see
But that's how you love it
That's how you kept it between you and me

All appearance is kept up
Everyone is envious
Make them feel like we've
Got it made
Like a gift that some god sent to us

But it's just a shop window
You're undressing it again
I'll stand where you want me to
Pointing where our relationship's going
I'm not an arrow or dart for throwing

I'd pay good money to get out of this
To turn my back to your dream
I'd pay good money to make this window steam

It's a barbed little comment

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There's nothing in me
Do you feel it too?
Caught in a conversation
With nothing to say
My mouth is moving
Have you seen yet?
That it's only air

Nicholas said
Don't listen too hard
They don't to you
It's only air escaping

Holding it back
Behind the cage of my teeth
When can I let myself go?
Moving towards you
The air that I've taken
As if I want to touch you
But it's only air

Nicholas said don't listen too hard
They don't to you
It's only air escaping

You see money in notes
How do they hook to your heart
All pyrotechnics
And dancers in spotlights
Nothing is human
I can't see any air


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Feel like I'm being taken over
And I know this isn't me
Feels like it's too high to get over
These waves just roll over me

Which way to go?
What happened to you?
Did you slip off the edge?
What happened to you?
Did you slip off the edge?

The sweetest sea air falling downwards
The sky arching like I'm trying to hold you
Ten sailors pants could be cut out of this sky of blue
Will anything take hold in you?

Training the morning to get up early
Ask in the evening to get a good night's sleep
Wanting to change everything about me

Which way to go?
What happened to you?
Did you slip off the edge?
What happened to you?
Did you slip off the edge?

Sweetest salty air falling downwards
The sky arching like I'm trying to hold you
Ten sailors pants could be cut from this sky of blue
Is anything going to take hold in you?

What you really want is to fall upwards into the sky
Turn the world upside down
So you don't stop falling
So you never stop falling
So people will turn and say

What happened to you?
Did you slip off the edge?
What happened to you did you slip?
What a feeling inside
Pulling forwards pulling backwards
When are you going to fly
Will anything take hold in you
Will anything take hold of you

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Been walking round these city streets
Like I'm walking round my living room
Pavements wet like lino sheets
Autumn light goes dark too soon

Things have changed since the beginning of time
From the beginning of the week
This place has grown and shrunk in a year
Building fall and friends disappear
Things will always move

We're still here moving dust
Talking about friends with wanderlust
You say this city is dead for you
But it will stand long after you

Things have changed since the beginning of time
From the beginning of the week
This place has grown and shrunk in a year
Buildings fall and friends disappear
Things will always move

I never could like, maybe when I was younger
Maybe last week
You left and asked, is it all the same?
All I could say was,
Starlings roost as dusk sets in

Things have changed since the beginning of time
From the beginning of the week
This place has grown and shrunk in a year
Buildings fall and friends disappear
Things will always move

Been walking round these city streets

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Until the Dark

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You can hear the grass grow
And feel what the birds think
But you won't drink
What they give to you
Prettier than sunsets
Brighter than a revelation
You say it's just mild sedation
For your other life

Your cross protects you when it's dark
When you close your eyes
You think with your heart

You watch for the boredom
Steal a seat for your visitors
Seen through your eyes
You laugh if the phone rings
You drew it on the wall
The line goes down to the floor
Then fades away

Your cross protects you when it's dark
When you close your eyes
You think with your heart

Because your prettier than sunsets

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In full colour in front of everyone
You drained out
The only part of you that was any fun
You're a late starter
You like everyone
Every dog on the street knows that people
Are a disappointment

People like you and me could leave this world
And go unnoticed in another
People like you and me could leave this world
And go unnoticed just the same as before

We faced each other
Breathing into bellies
Wondering as we entwined
Like a creeper back on itself
How we would separate
A small pad of paper
Holds the puzzles to all of my riddles
It stands out of my pocket and falls into the road

People like you and me could leave this world

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