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No More Flowers
Mary lost her perfect world
Grew up to fast for sure
No one cared, or so she'd swear
About no more flowers
Mary had a way with words
But all her lines were always blurred
So she stayed, always in Rahway
To find no more flowers
Mary had her way with men
Always got what she wanted from them
But love & time, for that she'd die
To find one more flower
The morning cries with the bee's that fly
Cause there's no more flowers
TW: Acoustic Guitars, Keyboards, Programming & Vocals
Phill Grooms: Bass & Trumpet
Dan Smith: Acoustic Electric Guitar
My Heart Breaks Through
Written by TW
I see you fall alone
As you try to find a home
Wanderin for your soul
In places you fear to go
You're always a beat to slow
You know it's always sad to hear how the story goes
With you...
It's you my heart breaks through
It's you that breaks my heart
Into a million different parts
It's you my heart breaks through
You try to find a theme
Longing to be free
Wonderin to believe
Anything from me
I talk about crazy things
From time to time but these words I'll always mean
Now you come crawling back
Afraid to face the fact
That memories & fears have hidden your life
I know you've had enough
You say you're just down on your luck
But I know there's more than can be seen with my eyes
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But I know there's more than can be seen with my eyes
You say you're just down on your luck
I know you've had enough
That memories & fears have hidden your life
Afraid to face the fact
Now you come crawling back
From time to time but these words I'll always mean
I talk about crazy things
Anything from me
Wonderin to believe
Longing to be free
You try to find a theme
It's you my heart breaks through
Into a million different parts
It's you that breaks my heart
It's you my heart breaks through
With you...
You know it's always sad to hear how the story goes
You're always a beat to slow
In places you fear to go
Wanderin for your soul
As you try to find a home
I see you fall alone
Written by TW
My Heart Breaks Through
Dan Smith: Acoustic Electric Guitar
Phill Grooms: Bass & Trumpet
TW: Acoustic Guitars, Keyboards, Programming & Vocals
Cause there's no more flowers
The morning cries with the bee's that fly
To find one more flower
But love & time, for that she'd die
Always got what she wanted from them
Mary had her way with men
To find no more flowers
So she stayed, always in Rahway
But all her lines were always blurred
Mary had a way with words
About no more flowers
No one cared, or so she'd swear
Grew up to fast for sure
Mary lost her perfect world
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