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Shake off the sheets
Pull on some shoes a size too small to walk these narrow streets
You can see you're shrinking
Feel the squeeze
Knock on doors and window panes
Inviting everyone you know outside to play
Then back indoors
To hide away
There's something in the water in this town
Makes us grow the wrong way round
Taste the pressure on your skin
Hour by hour and inch by inch you're caving in
And soon you'll be
Size two to three again
Oh, there's something in the water in this town
Makes us grow the wrong way round
There's something in the water in this town
Has a weight that pulls you right back to the ground
Feel the squeeze
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Grass Roots
01:38
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Right now you're just a seed
In a bucket full of weeds
But we will trim and we will prune 'til you come through
Gather rain and harvest sun
Until your growing time is done
But we can't know just what will grow, that's up to you
We'll watch you grow up from your grass roots
Growing out from one shoot
Spreading out your leaves into the sky
Smiling as the sun grows
Dancing as the wind blows
Nestled in the soil, soft and shy
Draw back the curtains, let the light in
See the leaves move with your breathing
Such a delicate thing to hold your heart in
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Father's Son (Live)
04:09
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Little man, I'll do all that I can
To be all you need
And this I swear by the name that we share
By the blood we bleed
But when you're older and wiser and bolder
You will come to know
That we are all just as small as each other
Though we try to grow
But the proudest medals I have earned
Come from battles that I haven't won
And the hardest lesson I have learned
Is how to be my father's son
I will carry your pains as my own
I will bear your scars
And I'll survive on your triumphs and joys
And treasure all you are
But you will see that for all I believe
That I will pass this test
There are powers much greater than men
Though we try our best
But the proudest medals I have earned
Come from battles that I haven't won
And the hardest lesson I have learned
Is how to be my father's son
We're told that men are stone
Solid and unmoving
But even stone wears down with time
There is no weakness
In a growing, changing mind
But the proudest medals I have earned
Come from battles that I haven't won
And the hardest lesson I have learned
Is how to be my father's son
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Stole My Thunder
01:44
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Before your father
Before your noise
Before your squabbles over all your little toys
I held the power
I held the skies
I asked the questions and I gave the replies
And my rain, my rain it fell
My rain, my rain it fell
But I watched you growing
I saw you rise
Upon the mountains and
Into my skies and then
You stole my thunder
You stole my rain
You stole my lightning and
You buried my name
You took my thunder
You took my soul
You took me over in the name of control
But my rain, my rain will fall
My rain, my rain will fall
Upon your backs until you
Bend with the weight
Upon your buildings til it
Washes them away
And then I'll stop
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Here's The Steeple Huddersfield, UK
Musical handle of Dan Walters, both solo and with friends.
Here's The Steeple combines intricate
textures and thoughtful lyrics with a wide range of folk influences, delivered with a uniquely rich and soulful Northern voice to warm you up like a good cup of tea.
For fans of artists including This Is The Kit, The Staves, Fleet Foxes, and Iron and Wine.
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