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Touch â ticking in the torchlight
Flicking like a firefight in my mind,
Stuck â standing in the crosswalk
Heavy like dumptrucks in a line
Mess â careful where you make it
I canât seem to shake it anymore,
Stunned â overdrawn and outgunned
Waiting out the outcome on the floor,
But all is well,
Canât you tell?
All of the leaves are green,
On every forget-me-not,
But all that we might have been,
Is covered in. frost.
Soft â tender like a symphony
Tearing out the rest of me frame by frame,
Late â better now than never,
Trailing off together into flame,
Love â somehow we misplaced it
Somewhere in the basement down below,
I try,
Try to get it better,
Try to stay together,
But we go.
And I donât mind,
Iâm just fine.
All of the leaves are green,
On every forget-me-not,
But all that we might have been,
Is covered in. frost.
And weâre just covered in. frost.
If you need me to be strong,
I will, I will,
If you need me to be gone,
I will, I will,
They say life carries on,
And I will, I will,
If you will,
Touch â ticking in the torchlight
Flicking like a firefight in my mind,
How long can we keep falling?
All of the leaves are green,
(All of the leaves are green)
On every forget-me-not,
(On every forget-me-not)
But all that we might have been,
(All that we might have been)
Is covered in, covered in, covered in, covered in frost.
Weâre covered in, covered in, covered in frost.
- Album:
- Echoes From The Underground
- Burning The Days
- Everything You Want
- Miscellaneous
- Live Stages
- Running On Ice
- There And Back Again
- Go
- Live Stages (Live)
- Live Stages (Recorded Live)
- This Is Alice Music, Volume 4
- Broken Over You
- Holiday Sounds of the Season 2002
- Peace
- The Sounds of Christmas, Vol. 2
- Alternative Times, Volume 41
- Promo Only: Mainstream Radio, August 2003
- Promo Only: Mainstream Radio, January 2001
- KISA, Volume 8: Fresh Music
- All About Pop