Andrew Savage - Winter In The South
Thawing Dawn - 2017
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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When we'll blow the torch
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Summon me onto your porch
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'Til into your parlor again
How can you still smile?
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There you are, it's been awhile
C A
Back to the town where you live
Can I speak to you?
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Like I've always wanted to
C A
With every eye on my face
Where you find my words
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Wiggle snakes out of the earth
C A
Omens and our not of place
[Chorus 1]
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I'm a screen porch flyer
C A
I am drying- flowers
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I'm a postcard read, filed and fed to it's place in the drawer...
[Verse 2]
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Winter in the south
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Autumn from a northern mouth
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Acts like the cruelest month lived
When I last was here
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Happy to return my dear
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Talk for a while and let's sit
Ample was the floor
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Sleeping in the clothes we wore
C A
That night we called it a bed
With no fear of shame
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The less I could a common name
C A
Felt out the lie between us
[Chorus 2]
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I'm a bowing- eye
C A
I'm a pilgrim- south
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I'm a toy you both speaking slow as it sentenced the end
[Verse 3]
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You dreamt that I died
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My face on another side
C A
Stretched like the string on the door
Feel my pulse and tap
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Bleach my blood mantras and
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Claim every ounce of it yours
Two weeks on the land
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Now I'm back at home again
C A
Nowhere to rhyme but the tape
Often goes the sound
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Of a hearts uncertain hound
C A
Clinging the bars of it's tape
[Chorus 3]
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I'm a hotel shower
C A
I'm a tempted- snake
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I'm a distant howl making sound as it dreeps on the floor
[Horn Solo]
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[Verse 4]
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Talented with words
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Am I more than pretty verse?
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Read by a voice in your head
Am I on your mind?
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After all this kindling cried
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Building around like a sand
Now I hold the torch
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Now the amputation's yours
C A
Glowing on fire like a cake
I'll be thirty-one
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Next month and I only want
C A
You by my side as I wake
[Chorus 4]
C A
I am no wrong turn
C A
Is there such a- thing?
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There are only turns that we take at one time, it's okay