My hair is kind of growing thin
I'm sorer than I'm used to
I need my glasses more often
The dry humour's all but burnt through
Hundreds of short written songs
And most are mediocre
The inspiration's come and gone
Sans burst of supernovas
To me the walls have always stood
But I have grown to fit the room
The coffer sits awfully light
I've been spending on equipment
Investment schemes and sunken ships
But I'd do none of it different
And everyone I know is growing up
And getting partners
Houses, pets and little ones
Ruffians turned fathers
To me the walls have always stood
But I have grown to fit the room
The first light creeps through the curtains
The first light creeps through the curtains
The first light creeps through the curtains
The first light creeps through the curtains
East Denistone - First Light of the Morning Sun Lyrics
East Denistone - First Light of the Morning Sun Lyrics
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My hair is kind of growing thin
I'm sorer than I'm used to
I need my glasses more often
The dry humour's all but burnt through
Hundreds of short written songs
And most are mediocre
The inspiration's come and gone
Sans burst of supernovas
To me the walls have always stood
But I have grown to fit the room
The coffer sits awfully light
I've been spending on equipment
Investment schemes and sunken ships
But I'd do none of it different
And everyone I know is growing up
And getting partners
Houses, pets and little ones
Ruffians turned fathers
To me the walls have always stood
But I have grown to fit the room
The first light creeps through the curtains
The first light creeps through the curtains
The first light creeps through the curtains
The first light creeps through the curtains
I'm sorer than I'm used to
I need my glasses more often
The dry humour's all but burnt through
Hundreds of short written songs
And most are mediocre
The inspiration's come and gone
Sans burst of supernovas
To me the walls have always stood
But I have grown to fit the room
The coffer sits awfully light
I've been spending on equipment
Investment schemes and sunken ships
But I'd do none of it different
And everyone I know is growing up
And getting partners
Houses, pets and little ones
Ruffians turned fathers
To me the walls have always stood
But I have grown to fit the room
The first light creeps through the curtains
The first light creeps through the curtains
The first light creeps through the curtains
The first light creeps through the curtains
Writer: Marcus Hoon
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