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letra de manor house october - adam graham

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[verse 1]
every man desires a better life
than a city can provide
the way its troubles tend to dull the joy inside

so as we came out of the mountains
on your birthday, in the fall
i could see the light returning to your eyes

to a lake-side house you’ve dreamt of
ever since you were a girl
but fate never grew tired of saying no

so we ran straight to the water
in our shoes and in our clothes
like some desеrt-thirsted nomads coming home

[pre-chorus]
but as you smiled at your rеflection
looking down through waves and fog
your expression failed
for what you saw
was not what you expected to see

and shaken by my touch
was the paralysis dispelled
but your eyes, they still beheld
the face of fear itself
and not the face of me
[chorus]
most nights, any night
i still think about the look you gave me then
and hope you’ll someday see me in the trusting way you used to once again

[verse 2]
there is something here that hangs
in the idyllic forest air
that makes the birds all sing in lullabilic tune

and a moment’s rest upon the ground
or any corner chair
becomes a lengthy nap that lasts all afternoon

and the autumn breeze
it brings invigoration to the bones
like a lively conversation with a friend

yet, at times, that wind
across the lake sweeps in a bitter cold
and forces our retreat indoors again

[pre-chorus]
but, though the sleep it may come easy
the awakening does not
a dozen times it took some violent shake
to break one of us free from vivid dreams
and though we opened every entryway
and every window pane
a lingering heat would radiate
and course through every board
and every beam

[chorus]
most nights, any night
i still lie awake in fear of going to sleep
afraid i cannot tell between the waking world and the one i see in dreams

[verse 3]
if i close my eyes
i still can see you twirling in the wind
tracing hand-carved trails in the hovering wood-fire smoke

(and) in this moment, all in sepia tone
we’re carefree once again
all our worries overcome with fleeting hope

while, for me, i thought it strange
it felt unseasonably warm
with the snowflakes not quite taking on the stones

still that breeze, it brought a chill
that brought the blush back to your cheeks
so i reluctantly returned to find your coat
[pre-chorus]
but as i turn, i wake among the flames
that lap up at the bed
with a crushing weight upon my chest
the guilt for a mistake that was my own

and as we struggle down the staircase
stumbling blind, by h-llish glow
was the desperate act in shadows cast
our silhouettes in black against the snow

[chorus]
most nights, any night
i think on the risk one takes to save a soul
and if the one saved is your own don’t waste your second chance to mourn the loss of a home

- adam graham

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