Future Islands - Heart Grows Old Lyrics
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Heart Grows Old
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What Are The Lyrics For Heart Grows Old By Future Islands?
Looking for something the lord would make,
Meters of sleep--buried under the neck Bereave animal dreams, instinct to keep you Instance to bleed you Instinct Saturday folds, by the time I put my wishing words away The sound of an old door laughing Creaks to signal Your wishing words were saved The heart grows old The heart grows old with you No one in this world could hope to take your place The heart grows old The heart grows old and rues The end of our days The heart grows old with you And it breaks my mind in two Because I know--and you know That it was never meant to be Baby I was just too young To appreciate all of your seams Now I'm cutting myself Watching you cutting yourself Bleeding myself The heart grows old The heard grows old and rues The end of our days, the heart grows old with you The heart grows old The heart grows old and croons Into the blue--the heart grows old with you Save me, save me from loving you always Save me, save me from loving you always Save me, save me from loving you always Save me, save me from loving you always |
Who Wrote Heart Grows Old By Future Islands?
John Gerrit Welmers, Samuel Thompson Herring, William Hugh Cashion
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What's The Duration Of The Heart Grows Old By Future Islands?The duration of Heart Grows Old is 3:18 minutes and seconds. |
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