Runrig - There's a Need Lyrics
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There's a Need
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What Are The Lyrics For There's a Need By Runrig?
From the core of the dark
To the spark of the heart There's a need Sons falling into souls Ships breaking on the shore There's a need It's the way her eyes were cast Through the sockets of the past There's a need From the west to the east From the famine to the feast There's a need From the strong to the weak From the desert to the streets There's a need From the left to the right From the darkness to the light There's a need From the governors of war To the pawns who heed the call There's a need She's sleepwalking with the damned A photo etched in her hands There's a need We're all waiting in the night Together for the light to take us there The promise of a greater fate With all your dreams complete In the warm last place We are many millions more We have not been here before There's a need We've come so far so fast And the first are now last There's a need From the little child in arms To the leaders of the land There's a need Hopes are towers in the skies Dreams are wings taking flight There's a need It started rising round the world Like any other sun to start a day The promise of a greater fate With all your dreams complete In the warm last place |
Who Wrote There's a Need By Runrig?
Calum Macdonald, Rory Macdonald
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What's The Duration Of The There's a Need By Runrig?The duration of There's a Need is 3:34 minutes and seconds. |
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