[ti:November Starlings]
[ar:Trembling Blue Stars]
[al:The Last Holy Writer]

[00:08.56]The world is beautiful and it’s waiting
[00:15.53]We』re hungry for what’s on the table
[00:22.62]Under clouds that keep on changing
[00:29.45]Hope returns and keeps returning
[00:44.32]That trace of sunshine in the winter
[00:51.29]That breeze when summer’s at its highest
[00:58.20]Part of the ride, of the adventure
[01:05.57]You and I will journey together
[01:10.61]Sharing whatever
[01:14.88]We uncover
[01:24.40]The dusk upon The Marsh
[01:31.35]The stations of the cross
[01:36.16]Rest your head on me and I』ll catch you
[01:40.39]Your head on me and I』ll catch you
[01:43.72]I』ll catch you
[01:55.88]This life that you and I are living
[02:02.46]It’s a scrapbook in the making
[02:09.78]Flick to the howl of England’s garden
[02:16.99]Save a page for November starlings
[02:31.78]Pinning down what we are feeling
[02:38.77]Is something we』ll never be awake to
[02:45.75]Love does the hiding we the seeking
[02:52.67]And there will never be a breakthrough
[02:58.08]Undefined it will stay
[03:01.56]A handful of snowflakes
[03:11.18]Trying to tell you how much and how
[03:17.86]Beyond squeezing your hand three times in a crowd
[03:23.43]Rest your head on me and I』ll catch you
[03:27.46]Your head on me and I』ll catch you
[03:31.28]I』ll catch you
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