Foals - Birch Tree Lyrics
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Birch Tree
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What Are The Lyrics For Birch Tree By Foals?
The city I was born in I left a long time ago
And we lost touch, grew apart, my friend My heart's an old pole dancer, troubled romancer, you know It's a subway chancer, a question with no answer Come meet me by the river, see how time it flows I'll meet you by the river, see how time it flows And when we age shed our skin and grow We shed our layers, spread our wings and go My heart's an old black panther, corrupted financer, you know It's a troubled romancer, a question with no answer Come meet me by the river, see how time it flows I'll meet you by the river, see how time it flows Come meet me by the river, see how time it flows I'll meet you by the river, see how time it flows Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh, now the river runs away but I chase it (yeah) Time holds no fear when I turn round to face it (yeah) Oh, now the river runs away but I chase it (yeah) Time holds no fear when I turn round to face it (yeah) Come meet me by the river, see how time it flows I'll meet you by the river, see how time it flows Oh now the river runs away but I chase it Time holds no fear when I turn round to face it Oh now the river runs away but I chase it Time holds no fear when I turn round to face it |
Who Wrote Birch Tree By Foals?
Jack Bevan, Walter Gervers, Yannis Philippakis, James Smith
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What's The Duration Of The Birch Tree By Foals?The duration of Birch Tree is 4:21 minutes and seconds. |
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