Medicine

The Sundays

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    Dig down to the earth here outside
    Lose my mind here any day now
    Don't be sad, we're only half way there
    O no, that's what I call home
    You remember the hills we slithered down
    I'm not going anywhere
    You lied

    Hell on my own
    Hell here on my own
    And don't go imagining that time is medicine
    Mark those days & swallow your pills
    Proud of my wise head on young shoulders
    Too bad there was nothing there at all

    Hell on my own
    Hell here on my own

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    And it was such a really cold hand
    I held as the wind sighed
    I'm not going & how could I lie?
    Just be glad there's no way back there
    I need another look at before
    Though heaven knows how I'd ever
    Make my way back there

    And I need another look at before
    Although heaven knows how I'd ever
    Make my way back there

    Now I know it's hopeless
    And I realise it's nowhere
    Hell here on my own

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    Composición: David Gavurin y Harriet Wheeler

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