Gordi - Unready Lyrics

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Unready

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What Are The Lyrics For Unready By Gordi?
Oh, the ground underneath my feet was cold
I wasn't looking for you It was up ahead An island like a silo in the emptiness A quiet majesty in all its nothingness Sipping on the sweet to taste the bitterness Had it flown too fast? The ringing in my ears to say that nothing lasts The world is sick and tired of these apologists Oh, I'll be honest then Oh, the ground underneath my feet was cold, I wasn't looking for you Give me less than comfortable 'cause I'm not looking at you But I was always ready but unready for what this might do But I was always ready but unready for what this might do It took me further than I thought I'd go I was listening to a voice I know Said take me down another way Going on and on and then you're feeling like you're nothing Wanna hold it in your hand but it is always on your shoulder, I know You're nowhere I have been Oh, the ground underneath my feet was cold, I wasn't looking for you Give me less than comfortable 'cause I'm not looking at you But I was always ready but unready for what this might do But I was always ready but unready for what this might do You'll plan a hopeless escape And like a head you will ache Don't say you wanna settle down Oh, the ground underneath my feet was cold, I wasn't looking for you Give me less than comfortable 'cause I'm not looking at you But I was always ready but unready for what this might do But I was always ready but unready for what this might do |
Who Wrote Unready By Gordi?
Sophie Louise Payten
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