Common Children - Firefly Lyrics
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Firefly
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What Are The Lyrics For Firefly By Common Children?
Tripped on a wire
Ask me, tell me how I'm feeling Stranded by the light of the evening Watching the flies Surrounded by fire inside this season Blinded by the light of the evening Catch the clock and cut the hands of time (Welcome to my life) Seek the space to stop and soothe my troubled mind (Fireflies float into my skies) Uninspired and feeling life is leaving too soon Under the light of the moon Under the lights of June Hung on a wire Save me, show me all I'm thinking Strangled by the logic of treason I don't mind Lying in this field without a reason I'm still blinded by the light of the evening Catch the clock and cut the hands of time (Welcome to my world) Seek the space to stop and soothe my troubled mind (Fireflies float into my soul) Uninspired and feeling life is leaving too soon Under the light of the moon Under the lights of June I climb to the top of my soul again I look at the world and it's new again Is this all a dream I'm living in Under the lights of June Catch the clock and cut the hands of time (Welcome to my life) Seek the space to stop and soothe my troubled mind (Fireflies float into my skies) Uninspired and feeling life is leaving too soon (Fireflies float into my soul) So feel the shock - set free the hands of time Under the light of the moon Under the lights of June Under the light of the moon Under the light of the moon Under the lights of June |
Who Wrote Firefly By Common Children?
Drew Benton Powell, Hampton Eugene Taliaferro, Marc Byrd
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What's The Duration Of The Firefly By Common Children?The duration of Firefly is 4:32 minutes and seconds. |
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