Copeland
The Day I Lost My Voice (the Suitcase Song)

It's sure as the floor 'neath my toes
And somehow not surprised
That I was superimposed, somehow in this life
And if my friends and my foes would just drop me a line, it'd be nice.

You see love is a drink that goes straight to my head
And time is a lover and I'm caught in her stare
And the sentiment there follows me straight to my bed through the night

I've got my life in a suitcase,
I'm ready to run, run, run away..
I've got no time, 'cause I'm always trying to run, run, run away
'Cause everyday in here feels like it's only a game.
I've got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase...

What could be an anchor here, with a storm on the rise,
When you never meant to see so clear, when smoke gets in your eyes
And the men in the moon never makes his replies
Understood

I've got my life in a suitcase,
I'm ready to run, run, run away..
I've got no time, 'cause I'm always trying to run, run, run away
'Cause everyday in here feels like it's only a game.
I've got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase...

For a moment I was one man and the world made sense
For a moment in this storm made of consequence

I've got my life in a suitcase,
I'm ready to run, run, run away..
I've got no time, 'cause I'm always trying to run, run, run away
'Cause everyday in here feels like it's only a game.
I've got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase...


Mirror lyrics:

I've got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase...
'Cause everyday in here feels like it's only a game.
I've got no time, 'cause I'm always trying to run, run, run away
I'm ready to run, run, run away..
I've got my life in a suitcase,

For a moment in this storm made of consequence
For a moment I was one man and the world made sense

I've got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase...
'Cause everyday in here feels like it's only a game.
I've got no time, 'cause I'm always trying to run, run, run away
I'm ready to run, run, run away..
I've got my life in a suitcase,

Understood
And the men in the moon never makes his replies
When you never meant to see so clear, when smoke gets in your eyes
What could be an anchor here, with a storm on the rise,

I've got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase...
'Cause everyday in here feels like it's only a game.
I've got no time, 'cause I'm always trying to run, run, run away
I'm ready to run, run, run away..
I've got my life in a suitcase,

And the sentiment there follows me straight to my bed through the night
And time is a lover and I'm caught in her stare
You see love is a drink that goes straight to my head

And if my friends and my foes would just drop me a line, it'd be nice.
That I was superimposed, somehow in this life
And somehow not surprised
It's sure as the floor 'neath my toes


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