Tangent

Beth Orton

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    Lost myself in a tangent of words
    Can't decide what I've seen or heard
    Cannot sleep for counting sheep
    How long does this river run deep?
    How long does this river run deep?

    Building a map in order to find
    What's not lost but left behind
    My instinct got bruised
    But I still see
    I was a victim I'll be no casualty

    Just like coming home
    Just like coming home
    Just like coming home
    It was just like coming home
    It was just like coming home

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    He said that you weave deadly tricks
    Conjure it up to the worldly hicks
    Stare it cold in dull surprise
    Spread evil to hell in every tear you cried
    Every tear you cried

    Building a map in order to find
    What's not lost but left behind
    I was a victim I'll be no casualty

    Just like coming home
    Just like coming home
    Just like coming home
    Could be just like coming home
    Coming home

    Cut off my toes to spite my feet
    Drank your poison,
    It didn't taste too sweet
    Saw that heaven's in my mind
    And it's there for me to find
    It's there for me to find

    Song details

    Composition: Ted Barnes, Beth Orton, and Ali Friend

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