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Bottle Song Lyrics

I look backwards on the setting sun
The warming colours touched the - heaven sung
See truth shining through a cracking mould
I was sold
How the surface gleamed
Reflection rays of hope
How the surface gleamed
Fell on fences that were picket black
a warming whispered on wind held me back
Deceived by blinding white textures of gold

I was sold
How the surface gleamed
Reflecting rays of hope
How the surface gleamed

I look backwards on the setting sun
now I don't run
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Shiver (1994)
Dwelling Glide (Free Above) Northing's Real Diedre Brick and Glue Undertow Bottle Song Visions Shiver Forgotten Awaiting Eternity