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Sixpence None The Richer
Sixpence None The Richer
Lines Of My Earth
The lines of my earth, so brittle, unfertile, and ready to die.
I need a drink, but the well has run dry.
And we in the habit of saying the same things all over again,
For the money we shall make.
This is the last song that I write
'Til you tell me otherwise.
And it's because I just don't feel it.
This is the last song that I write
'Til you tell me otherwise.
And it's because I just don't feel it anymore.
It should be our time. This fertile youth's black soil is ready for rain.
The harvest is nigh, but the well has gone dry.
And they in the habit of saying the same things all over again,
about the money we shall make.
This is the last song that I write
'Til you tell me otherwise.
And it's because I just don't feel it.
This is the last song that I write
'Til you tell me otherwise.
And it's because I just don't feel it anymore.
- Album:
- The Fatherless And The Widow
- Lost in Transition
- Sixpence None The Richer
- Miscellaneous
- The Dawn Of Grace
- RTL2, Le Son Pop Rock Rentrée 2015
- AOL Sessions
- Lost in Transition (Bonus Track Version)
- This Beautiful Mess
- Collage: A Portrait of Their Best
- Early Favorites
- The Early Years
- Lost Treasures: An Essential Rarities Collection
- All Woman
- Waiting On the Sun (Studio Series Performance Track)
- Top Ten: Sixpence None the Richer
- Songs from the Book
- Waar is de zomer? Hier is de zomer!
- The Best of the Early Years
- Mega 3: Sixpence None the Richer