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Earrings
by Puddle Magic
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We left Cathedrals behind us
Projections of history
Impressions of Normandy and
Now every garden reminds us
Of lavender and willow trees
And how summer's meant to be and
I caught a feeling
I got the feeling I should go
The day revealing things I should know
The golden earrings at my window
Come the season
Come the leaves and when the wind blows
The golden earrings glow like primrose
A light against the night that grows
We split the distance between us
Boulevard to river bend and
Skyline to woody end but
The earth was racing beneath us
Stock still on a bullet train
Gold streaked the autumn plain and
You stopped believing
You packed the feeling in a safe space
Your favourite memories in a jewel case
The golden earrings pride of place
Hanging
Green is hanging by a thread
Pleading with yellow over red
The golden earrings turning heads
We felt the mountains upon us
Lifting us above the seas and
Walling off our memories and
A freshlet spring fell behind us
Could've washed us anywhere
But dried up and left us here and
Time for leaving
No time to grieve or put our feet down
The bells will ring us out of this town
When golden earrings turn to brown
Not sad to see them
The Rowan trees beyond the verge
Grab the keys and heed the urge
We get the seasons we deserve
We left Cathedrals behind us
Projections of history
Impressions of Normandy and
Now every garden reminds us
Of lavender and willow trees
And how summer's meant to be and
I caught a feeling
I got the feeling I should go
The day revealing things I should know
The golden earrings at my window
Come the season
Come the leaves and when the wind blows
The golden earrings glow like primrose
A light against the night that grows
We split the distance between us
Boulevard to river bend and
Skyline to woody end but
The earth was racing beneath us
Stock still on a bullet train
Gold streaked the autumn plain and
You stopped believing
You packed the feeling in a safe space
Your favourite memories in a jewel case
The golden earrings pride of place
Hanging
Green is hanging by a thread
Pleading with yellow over red
The golden earrings turning heads
We felt the mountains upon us
Lifting us above the seas and
Walling off our memories and
A freshlet spring fell behind us
Could've washed us anywhere
But dried up and left us here and
Time for leaving
No time to grieve or put our feet down
The bells will ring us out of this town
When golden earrings turn to brown
Not sad to see them
The Rowan trees beyond the verge
Grab the keys and heed the urge
We get the seasons we deserve
