Passenger - The Long Road Lyrics

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The Long Road

The Long Road Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Long Road By Passenger?
We've walked the long road and you've worn it well
You stitched yourself up when you fell Keep your memories in jars Carry secrets in scars Beneath your shell You've seen some good days, and some bad ones too You weave through fashion and trend You've seen a sun rise on an ocean blue You've seen it set for the dearest of friends You found faith but you, chose to doubt it You found love but you, left without it And now you don't want, to talk about it You travelled down through foreign lands Touched mountain tops and golden sand Seen pyramids and temples made of stone Keep seashells in a cashmere scarf A treasured book of photographs In every single one you stand alone You've seen Vienna and the Berlin wall As you watched the decades fall The letters that you wrote never made it home Your birthdays flew past like June With Christmas days in hotel rooms And new years eve with people you don't know You built friendships but they, sailed without you You never meant it and that's why, they doubt you They don't ever talk about you You're older than you used to be The mirror weaves a tapestry Of lines that dance and shimmer 'round your eyes You stare back at a man, forever holding out his hand As if the answer's going to fall out of the sky But the penny never dropped And no man has ever stopped time flying by |
Who Wrote The Long Road By Passenger?
Michael David Rosenberg
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