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Frank Turner( Francis Edward Turner )
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Faithful Son
Lyricist:Francis Edward Turner
Meet me on the edges of this city Meet me where the underground runs out Bring a picnic blanket and your pity A pen and paper, so I can write things down
Mother, oh dear mother, I wasn't joking when I said That I plan to keep doing this until the day I'm dead And I'm not a mirror for you when you were young But I still remain your faithful only son
Lately, I've been feeling kind of fragile Lately, I've been feeling all worn out What would any of us do if all the dreams we had came true? What would there be left to dream about?
Father, oh dear father, I'm not trying to reject Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The values that you held like winning cards up to your chest And I can't just do the things you wished you'd done Though I still remain your faithful only son
The city seems so still Looking down from Highgate Hill There's nothing left for us to say You taught me everything that I know You wouldn't miss me if I stay You'd never see me if I go
This is no confession now, yeah, this is who I am You made me in your image so you have to understand That I did my best as told and so have become Your loving and your faithful only son
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