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Good for late nights or early mornings in bed. Acoustic music.
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Singer songwriter from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.
I'm a songwriter born and raised in Edmonton, Alberta. I play bass for my band, This Machine Kills Fascists. My music is pretty much the most important thing in my life.
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Rock
Charts
Peak #813
Peak in subgenre #131
Author
Patrick Olson
Rights
2007, by Patrick Olson
Uploaded
November 10, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:49
Story behind the song
A love song of sorts.
Lyrics
We speak like doves Under the sheets Your hands were still They flowed like waves over me We found a map Through harrowed ruins It led us back To where we'd been all along It may not seem like much But the greatest treasure we've got Is right in front of us Believe it when I say it We lay in silence Save for beating hearts Your eyes reflect All the good inside me We drew a map Through hollow meadows But it led us back Where we'd been all along We stand so tall Block out the sun Our branches claw At the sky above We lost a map In hallowed gardens It led us back Where we'd been all along It may not seem like much But the greatest treasure we've got Is right in front of us Believe it when I say it It's not just syllables and sounds
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