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The Birth Of The True lyrics


Words and music by Roddy Frame
I feel the magic that our time has traced,
And make a point of it in every place.
But every place deserves a curse or two,
For making me so far away from you.

I saw some pictures of the world at war,
I couldn t suss what all the fuss was for,
I wear a picture of you wearing black,
And kissing me behind the butler s back.

Sometimes I get down,
But it s not you that gets me down,
It s just the sense of the impossible,
Gratuitously handed down.

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But oh no, not you, don t wipe your eyes over lies,
Just let them shine their blue,
On every whisper that welcomes the inconceivable,
And the birth of the true.

I d sack the world and make a second start,
I d sack my head until I found my heart,
I d fill the distance with a red parade,
And burn the banks down while the bugles played.

Sometimes I get down,
But it s not you that gets me down,
It s just the sense of the impossible,
Gratuitously handed down.

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