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Saltwater

by simon-fox

Walk the hill, reach the top Lead horizon, see it drop Scale the mountain, taste the sky Clouds are sour, stinging your eyes And all thats clear in my mind The house thats built from sticks and glue Was never meant for the likes of you I could never ignore How you knocked down the door On a saltwater floor, faces turn blue I don't know what to do Soft and warm, wrapped in despair If I'm void of concerns, then for what do I care Paint the walls white, a thousand layers No memories to bite, and silence my prayers And all thats clear in my mind The house thats built from sticks and glue Was never meant for the likes of you I could never ignore How you knocked down the door On a saltwater floor, faces turn blue I don't know what to do Hear the song: simonfoxmusic.com
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Published
May 30, 2016
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#music#guitar#song#alternative#folk#acoustic#singer-songwriter
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