After the Burial - Pennyweight Lyrics

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Pennyweight

Pennyweight Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Pennyweight By After the Burial?
Where have I been? Blaring pacific winds
Crossing foothills, constructing stories Ruptured earth guiding me home Romantic fault lines A bridge's quake in my bones A place we called home A distance we have learned Pull me in, and help me out (of this hemisphere) I want to swim amidst the satellites Sinking to the bottom I exhale Close my eyes- Disengage Here, there is no there Give me (indication) give me (separation) With everything seeming pulse-less Give me (indication) give me (separation) I'm drifting into oblivion And there's no place I'd rather be I'm drifting into oblivion Isolated in black, my thoughts spin My worlds divide I am lost in space Burning up in the atmosphere When I finally come crashing down Wrap my bones inside miracles A safe place, I am finally home Pull me in, and help me out (of this hemisphere) I want to swim amidst the satellites Sinking to the bottom I exhale Close my eyes, disengage Here, there is no there Give me (indication) give me (separation) With everything seeming pulse-less Give me (indication) give me (separation) I'm drifting into oblivion Now I'm slipping away |
Who Wrote Pennyweight By After the Burial?
Justin Lowe, Dan Carle, Anthony Notarmaso, Lee Floral, Trent Hafdahl
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What's The Duration Of The Pennyweight By After the Burial?The duration of Pennyweight is 4:54 minutes and seconds. |
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