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Come hold me now |
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I am not gone |
| [00:29.330] |
I would not leave you here alone |
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In this dead calm beneath the waves |
| [00:41.750] |
I can still hear those lost boys calling |
| [00:49.040] |
You could not speak |
| [00:52.520] |
You were afraid |
| [00:57.280] |
To take the risk of being left again |
| [01:03.220] |
And so you tipped your hat and waved and then |
| [01:11.130] |
You turned back up the gangway of that steel tomb again |
| [01:18.390] |
And in Mott street in July |
| [01:25.540] |
When I hear those seabirds cry |
| [01:32.680] |
I hold the child |
| [01:36.320] |
The child in the man |
| [01:40.230] |
The child that we leave behind |
| [02:21.590] |
And in Mott street in July |
| [02:28.790] |
When I hear the seabirds cry |
| [02:36.010] |
I hold the child |
| [02:39.770] |
The child in the man |
| [02:43.340] |
The child that we leave behind |
| [02:55.300] |
The spotlight fades |
| [02:58.990] |
The boys disband |
| [03:03.050] |
The final notes lie mute upon the sand |
| [03:09.530] |
And in the silence of the grave |
| [03:16.720] |
I can still hear those lost boys calling |
| [03:24.270] |
We left them there |
| [03:27.660] |
When they were young |
| [03:32.160] |
The men were gone until the west was won |
| [03:38.360] |
And now there's nothing left but time to kill |
| [03:46.380] |
You never took us fishing dad and now you never will |
| [03:53.540] |
And in Mott street in July |
| [04:00.710] |
When I hear the seabirds cry |
| [04:07.940] |
I hold the child |
| [04:11.780] |
The child in the man |
| [04:15.390] |
The child that we leave behind |
