Diaries

Iwan Rheon

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    She clung to herself
    On a cold autumn morning
    Now the summer has gone
    We can rememeber the names
    Of cities we've lost
    And tablets with diaries
    Courageous in fame
    With the forecast to blame

    'Cause in the waves
    We all look the same
    Preachers and pimps
    Killers and saints
    These crushing winds
    Could damage the humans tonight

    Fill all the holes
    And empty the beaches
    'Cause the car that you drove
    Is now swimming away
    And all that we know
    Is back in our minds again
    To stay in our homes
    And love to the grave

    'Cause in the waves
    We all look the same
    Preachers and pimps
    Killers and saints
    These crushing winds
    Could damage the humans tonight

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    Throw your life a line
    Don't fade away
    The answers to your dreams
    Are falling with the rain
    There's nothing more than life
    Don't feel this pain
    The budding leaves on trees
    They always feel the same

    (The answers to your dreams are falling with the rain)

    On this island alone
    With nothing but waves for beats
    The birds sing along
    And transport her away
    To memories of home
    Like fragments of diaries
    You stay in your homes
    And love to the grave

    'Cause in the waves
    We all look the same
    Preachers and pimps
    Killers and saints
    These crushing winds
    Could damage the humans tonight

    Throw your life a line
    Don't fade away
    The answer to your dreams
    Are falling with the rain
    There's nothing more than life
    Don't feel this pain
    The budding leaves on trees
    They always feel the same

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