Aztec Camera - Still on Fire Lyrics
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Still on Fire
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What Are The Lyrics For Still on Fire By Aztec Camera?
I'm in love with everything that breaks the grip of caution
On our getting up and leaving for a bigger day, still some say That all you need is money to be free from what is poor Well that's the lie of looking up from somewhere down Because the sun will show to testify that all the Time between belongs to you and I, to be still on fire And when the strongest words have all been used And all the new ones sound confused, to be still on fire Somewhere in the middle we could see through all the people And be playing second fiddle and be feeling sore Shown the door to chase out all the child in you Is throwing out the baby for the chance to make it easy to be more And the sun will show to testify that all the Time between belongs to you and I, to be still on fire And when the strongest words have all been used And all the new ones sound confused, to be still on fire When the sun will show to testify that all the Time between belongs to you and I, to be still on fire And when the strongest words have all been used And all the new ones sound confused, to be still on fire And the sun will show to testify that all the Time between belongs to you and I, to be still on fire And when the strongest words have all been used And all the new ones sound confused, to be still on fire |
Who Wrote Still on Fire By Aztec Camera?
Roddy Frame
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