Up the road, in the shade, look back six years ago
I can see my ride along the way, not sure I wanna go
Turn to the side, and move real slow. Sense memory at it's best
Six years on but two stops short. All the way I hold my breath
Tonight I'll close the window. Tomorrow I'll wear clothes
Tonight I'll close the window on my own
Over the fence, through the gate, something's missin' alright
Somewhat of a difference it seems of late. Something's missin at night
Turn on your side, breathe real slow, someone's about to mourn
All I've got is what you can have but I'll keep your side warm
Tonight I'll close the window. Tomorrow I'll wear clothes
Tonight I'll close the window on my own
On my own. On my own
He can't look himself in the eyes and say he sees a man
When the conscience of a boy still breaks his aching hands
It's a child in the chest with not much room to move
Beating and repeating, 'you'll be there but not too soon'
Tonight I'll close the window. Tomorrow I'll wear clothes
Tonight I'll close the window
Beating and repeating, 'you'll be there but not too soon'
Beating and repeating, 'you'll be there but not too soon'
Bofolk Ballico - Sense Memory Lyrics
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Up the road, in the shade, look back six years ago
I can see my ride along the way, not sure I wanna go
Turn to the side, and move real slow. Sense memory at it's best
Six years on but two stops short. All the way I hold my breath
Tonight I'll close the window. Tomorrow I'll wear clothes
Tonight I'll close the window on my own
Over the fence, through the gate, something's missin' alright
Somewhat of a difference it seems of late. Something's missin at night
Turn on your side, breathe real slow, someone's about to mourn
All I've got is what you can have but I'll keep your side warm
Tonight I'll close the window. Tomorrow I'll wear clothes
Tonight I'll close the window on my own
On my own. On my own
He can't look himself in the eyes and say he sees a man
When the conscience of a boy still breaks his aching hands
It's a child in the chest with not much room to move
Beating and repeating, 'you'll be there but not too soon'
Tonight I'll close the window. Tomorrow I'll wear clothes
Tonight I'll close the window
Beating and repeating, 'you'll be there but not too soon'
Beating and repeating, 'you'll be there but not too soon'
I can see my ride along the way, not sure I wanna go
Turn to the side, and move real slow. Sense memory at it's best
Six years on but two stops short. All the way I hold my breath
Tonight I'll close the window. Tomorrow I'll wear clothes
Tonight I'll close the window on my own
Over the fence, through the gate, something's missin' alright
Somewhat of a difference it seems of late. Something's missin at night
Turn on your side, breathe real slow, someone's about to mourn
All I've got is what you can have but I'll keep your side warm
Tonight I'll close the window. Tomorrow I'll wear clothes
Tonight I'll close the window on my own
On my own. On my own
He can't look himself in the eyes and say he sees a man
When the conscience of a boy still breaks his aching hands
It's a child in the chest with not much room to move
Beating and repeating, 'you'll be there but not too soon'
Tonight I'll close the window. Tomorrow I'll wear clothes
Tonight I'll close the window
Beating and repeating, 'you'll be there but not too soon'
Beating and repeating, 'you'll be there but not too soon'
Writer: Joshua Ballico
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