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The Balcony Video (MV)




Performed By: Fruit Bats
Length: 4:08
Written by: Eric Johnson




Fruit Bats - The Balcony Lyrics
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Once again, the winter's gone
But still chilling your veins
And they tore up the plains
To make way for a new tollway

Waiting for the warm of spring to come
To turn your world green
Hoping soon to be
Twisting along the open road like a snake

But you're alone again as usual
Out on the balcony
But soon the drought will become a flood
And it'll drown out the feeling

Awaiting an awakening
You could have one again
It would not be pretend
It could be so reasonably easy

Or a perfect moment now to pray
To a Christian Lord
Wine, ashes and palms
Born again, again just yesterday, hmm

Now alone again as usual
Out on the balcony
A two-point-eight is still a quake
And it can shake away what you believe

Now alone again as usual
Out on the balcony
Two-point-eight, yeah, it's still a quake
And it can shake away what you believe

And yeah, soon the drought will become a flood
And it'll drown out the feeling
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Once again, the winter's gone
But still chilling your veins
And they tore up the plains
To make way for a new tollway

Waiting for the warm of spring to come
To turn your world green
Hoping soon to be
Twisting along the open road like a snake

But you're alone again as usual
Out on the balcony
But soon the drought will become a flood
And it'll drown out the feeling

Awaiting an awakening
You could have one again
It would not be pretend
It could be so reasonably easy

Or a perfect moment now to pray
To a Christian Lord
Wine, ashes and palms
Born again, again just yesterday, hmm

Now alone again as usual
Out on the balcony
A two-point-eight is still a quake
And it can shake away what you believe

Now alone again as usual
Out on the balcony
Two-point-eight, yeah, it's still a quake
And it can shake away what you believe

And yeah, soon the drought will become a flood
And it'll drown out the feeling
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Writer: Eric Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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