74 Willows (Previn, Cutler)
Emer Kenny Vocals, Harp, Keyboard
Gardner Cole Keyboard ,Guitar, Bass, Additional Programming,
John Murphy Additional Programming
Brona Fitzgerald Violin
74 willows wept the day
I plotted my escape
The road looking diseased
Under a blanket of leaves
Back now full circle so it seems
With unused memories
Of secrets not worth keeping
Willows weeping
Used to think this time of year
Of flying over the fence and beyon dhere
Don't think so anymore
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I've been looking for the ending my story lacks
A strong enough magnet to pull me back
You are that, Oh you are that
A new outlook for a cynical soul
The feeling I get when the opiates flow
You are that, Oh, you are that
Felt myself slipping in the snow
Adrenaline did flow
Adding a smokescreen to this flashback scene
My brain raced right back from numb
A peculiar reaction
To those willows creaking, your voice speaking
Think of us travelling at night
At a hundred times the speed of light
Don't think so anymore
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Think of us travelling at night
At a hundred times the speed of light
Don't think so anymore
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