I never could find the right words to express my love for their music,
but i think the last two gals said something i've felt but couldn't put
into words. Anyhow, I'm not going to try. Some things are just felt and
need no explaining. I can say, this makes it awfully difficult to wait
until late summer to hear the rest! I can't imagine where they go from
here. It seems there is no ceiling to their music, just heaven. I've been
trying to figure out the words, so far I've come up with this...words in
question are in parenthesis. I think they are right but if anyone has any
ideas as to what some of them might be, let me know! I put some other
suggestions at the bottom. ~emily (Old) day's don't come to find meThe
sun is just about to climb up over therewhile my heart is sinkingI do not
want my voice to (go) out into the air. Did you leave the darkness
without me?You're always miles aheadand you're standing in tomorrow on
the runway. (Old) be the music in my headthe air around my bed, won't be
my restreplace the (smartest) graces of the times and places that I never
really left. Did you leave the darkness without me?You're always miles
aheadand you're standing in tomorrow on the runway. Oh I want to fly, fly
forward into the lightbe alive, to come alive.I'm a leaf (rake), Friday
drive, (sun) passes at the red light.Turn around, see clearer way's to go
now. (Old) day's don't come to find me.The sun is just about to climb up
over therewhile my heart is sinking.I do not want my voice to (go) out
into the air.Did you leave the darkness without me? You're always miles
aheadand you're standing in tomorrow on the runway.Standing in tomorrow
on the runway. (old)=oh? (go)= call?(smartest)= these modest graces?
the smiles, graces?(rake)= ride?(sun)= sign passes/posts?
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