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  • Lyrics by Kirsty Hawkshaw = 25
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, It's a fine day, People open windows. They leave the
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Take a look at yourself as an outsider do you like what
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, It's raining outsideBut it won't wash away my decisionAt first
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, One day the black holeWill DisappearAnd everything that ventured inside
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Just hanging aroundLike a dis-used satelliteGathering space junkIn her bigger
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, No words, no talk.We'll go dreamingNo pain, no hurt.We'll go
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Why is it when I wake up every dayYou words
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Infinity... infinity?Sky cold, skin blue, when I wake.So swim into
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, You could travel a worldBut you can't runawayFrom the personYou
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, 23 degrees off kilterSpinning with my cup of teaGrey skies,
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Walking down leafy laneIn a shady dreamPeople pass me byFinding
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Do I fail youDo you scare yourselfI know you're not
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, No-one looks at me, how they looked at me. No-one
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Moon beauty to live and to loveIn delirious bitter gardensThe
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, A dream cannot be sharedContradiction holds on tightlyHe won't give
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Your vowelsAnd you consonentsSelf opinionsSpin round my headLike the rings
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, We are moments in the flowHere to witness the seeds
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, River take me with youTo your destinationCatch my gazeDistort my
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, The lower center's in me revolve around.Derive their meaning from
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, She's travellingPast darwin125 miles an hourThe weather man has warned
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Wear your Sunday bestSee your shoes are shined – rightCheck
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, There is a smile of loveThere is a smile of
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, You know it makes no difference Whether we talk or
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, Below these planetarium skiesI run towards youThe horizontal bungy pulls
  • By Kirsty Hawkshaw, I watch the days go by But they do not
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