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Ed Harcourt
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Open Book
Lyricist:Ed Harcourt
It's clear to us this love affair Has self combusted everywhere And I don't feel so debonair My piano collects dust
A funeral with no mourners I wish that I'd turned corners To see the signs that warn us But I didn't make a fuss
Well, my life keeps on spinnin' It's this drunken procession I can't learn my lessons These plates that I'm spinnin' Soon they'll smash on the ground Make a loud crashing sound
And I am still an open book And you can have a secret look Inside Inside
As children make their way to class I sit and raise another glass 'Cause you don't dwell much on the past When it keeps haunting you
Oh, the marching band stomps down the block And makes the babies' cradles rock And my keys, they don't turn the lock Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Perhaps I don't want them to
Well, my life keeps on spinnin' It's this drunken procession I can't learn my lessons These plates that I'm spinnin' Soon they'll smash on the ground Make a loud crashing sound
And I am still an open book And you can have a secret look Inside Inside
Well, my life keeps on spinnin' It's this drunken procession I can't learn my lessons These plates that I'm spinnin' Soon they'll smash on the ground Make a loud crashing sound
And I am still an open book And you can have a secret look And I am still an open book And you can have a secret look And I am still an open book And you can have a secret look Inside Inside
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