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How It Began
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What Are The Lyrics For How It Began By Frank Turner?
Dear Josh, old friend
Apologies first It's been an age since I wrote you I know I'm the worst But you know how I feel I'm consistently cursed This time I've found something I think it could work One day there she was Across the table Cluttered with drinks And slightly unstable And I knew in that moment That if I was able To reach her She might be my savior Then she sat down Started to sing Playing my guitar Like a delicate thing Her heart shimmering Through the six strings And I knew then This is how it begins Joshua, man You know how I am Sometimes I can't help myself Biting the hand That was feeding me love That fit like a glove I'm my own worst enemy Please don't be mad But if I can change myself This can be saved I can picture an ending As clear as your face A path through the wreckage Back to my place Where she waits To dispose of my fate Then she sat down Started to sing Playing my guitar Like a delicate thing Her heart shimmering Through the six strings Then I lend my voice And now it begins Our voices rise like the morning sun Her hush falls like dust on the room Like a beeswing my heart starts to hum And I know for sure this is the one This is the one This is the one She is the one And that's how it began And that's how it began |
Who Wrote How It Began By Frank Turner?
Frank Turner
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What's The Duration Of The How It Began By Frank Turner?The duration of How It Began is 3:59 minutes and seconds. |
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