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Knocked Sideways
02:27
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In a world of your own
It's decided by shades around you,
and they range from black to white
Different accents colours and chasms too
Heard you wrong and made you feel small,
You got knocked sideways for giving your all.
People think sometimes
It's what you say that defines you,
It's not what your say but it's how you come over
Heard you wrong and made you feel small,
You got knocked sideways for giving your all.
When your sitting back later in an old wooden chair
your twisting your hair and thinking life isn't fair
What more can you do if they read you wrong?
And why do we judge? Why do we judge?
When days are already a trudge, you meant no harm
you just didn't see how you were viewed
When your sitting back later in an old wooden chair
your twisting your hair and thinking life isn't fair
What more can you do if they read you wrong?
When its you whose out there getting lost by the ways of the other
people, other people who keep knocking you sideways
When your sitting back later in an old wooden chair
your twisting your hair and thinking life isn't fair
What more can you do if they read you wrong?
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2. |
Black and White
04:59
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Black and white
Verse:
In this world we live, and in this world we leave, its what we've left behind, that still lays in their heart.
Verse:
Oh senses burnt by the chill of a winters day, a weeping river of black and white flows the roads it leaves your fingertips numb, and mind frozen.
Verse:
The car heaters are blowing warm air to liven her face, but still she remains, but she still remains, deadly silent, tonight.
Chorus:
And oh don't you remember, oh what you could see, oh what you could see
And oh don't you remember, oh what you could see, from my shoes.
Verse:
The frosted puddle to the left, leaves a crumbled reflection staring back at it glistening like the tears on her face. And they through back mirrored memories that will lay with her for the rest of her days.
Verse:
And absent silent as my ears are numb for sound, like the autumn leaves that are crumbling, oh they're crackling like the skin on her hands.
Chorus:
And oh don't you remember, oh what you could see, oh what you could see
And oh don't you remember, oh what you could see, from my shoes.
Instrumental:
Verse:
And as I walk these streets so long and hard my feet are pounding like an old metal metronome. I'm staggering, stuttering windmilling, falling down.
Verse:
And When your loosing your place, and getting lost by the overwhelming world, moving so fast around you oh oh.
Chorus half:
And oh don't you remember, oh what you could see, oh what you could see.
Verse:
It's seems so fast that everything would seem a blur at first but this motion can't be, but this motion cant be explained but experienced.
Verse:
It's like a roundabout, its spinning you round and around, this is a reality not an excepted normality.
Chorus outro:
And oh don't you remember, oh what you could see, oh what you could see
And oh don't you remember, oh what you could see.
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Penny Churchill Music UK
19, Female Singer/Songwriter, based in London and Isle of Wight. My influences are quite wide I would say... Courtney Barnett, Joni Mitchell, Wolf Alice, Bob Dylan, KT Tunstall.
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