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Emma's Imagination
Emma's Imagination


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Настоящее имя Emma Gillespie
Место рождения Dumfries, Scotland
Жанры Alternative Pop
Acoustic
Годы 2010—н.в.



Альбом Emma's Imagination


Stand Still (10.01.2011)
10.01.2011
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Soul Of Oceans
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Faerie Lights
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10.
Keep
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Sipping summer through the air
Blows over the green to me
Leave behind spider lines
Underneath the tree where I was sitting

Finger trailing through the grass
Gently kiss my thoughts as they go
My feet are weightless carried on silver notes
Coming up from daffodils
Dance beside the road and

This day is mine this day is mine

Cartwheel leaves pass my feet
Tickling the ground as they go
Cardigan on my shoulders
Takin in the colours of the park
I've got the feeling of that first strech
in the morning going on and on and on
Got my hallo swinging on my finger
For frisbee with the sun

This day is mine
This day is mine

And I want to share it, want to share it
Want to share it with you

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Soul Of Oceans

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Close you eyes, start to wander
Out of your head into the future
And it's brighter and it's greener there
And you're growin' high, high, high (high, high, high)

Eyes move under their lids
And your feet's itchy
And your fingers twitch
And you're finding out secrets
That you could not bring home to me

So remember
I'm still here
Just remember
I'm still here
Don't forget that
I'm still here
The way you left me
Don't forget me

You cut your ties
You knot the neck to
And I lay here
Shallow breathin'
And I cannot move from here
Without you

So remember that
I'm still here
Just remember
I'm still here
Don't forget that
I'm still here
The way you left me
Don't forget me

Cause I need ya
Cause I need ya
Cause I need ya
Cause I need ya

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I know it's late now I know I ought to go
Ridin' in your car now but please don't drop me home
My head's so heavy, could this be all a dream?
Promise me maybes and say things you don't mean
Let rain fall from concrete colored skies
No boy, don't speak now you just drive,
And drive, take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you

Keep my heart turning on axles around you
Keep our love burning just like it used to do
Now just for us, they could play our favorite tune
Let's not discuss all the things we can't undo

Let rain fall from concrete colored skies
No boy, don't speak now you just drive, (just drive)
And drive, take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you

Let rain fall from concrete colored sky
No boy, don't speak now you just drive

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Focus on my face.
Let everything else fade away.
Slowly breathe.
There's only you and me.

And hold this moment softly in your arms.

My bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-baby.
My bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-baby.

Now I'm staring in the fire.
Flickers just like my insides.
And I know you're right behind me.
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In everything I do.
So I'll hold this moment forever in my heart.

My bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-baby.
My bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-bay-baby.

And I'll hold this moment forever in my heart.

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There's a fog in my face
Hasn't lifted for days
And I'm finding it hard to see
Got places to go, I'm goin' so slow
I can barely move my feet

Strange, strange days
Walking around in a haze
So I'm gonna stop-stop, stop-stop
Stop what I'm doin'
Then drop-drop, drop-drop
Drop to the floor
And I'll rest there
Till I'm ready to go

You'd be surprised
If you saw through my eyes
If only just for one day
The waters are muddy
The hills are all foggy
You have a hard time finding your way

Strange, strange days
Walking around feeling crazy
So I'm gonna stop-stop, stop-stop
Stop what I'm doin'
Then drop-drop, drop-drop
Drop to the floor
And I'll rest there
Till I'm ready to go

I'm struggling to keep my eyes open
All through the day, all through the day
Wash me down, rinse me up
And I hope I'll be OK

So I'm gonna stop-stop, stop-stop
Stop what I'm doin'
Then drop-drop, drop-drop
Drop to the floor
And I'll rest there
Till I'm ready to go

Why won't you stop-stop, stop-stop
Stop what you're doin'
And drop-drop, drop-drop
Drop to the floor
And I'll rock, rock,
Rock you so tenderly
Rock you so tenderly

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Faerie Lights

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I am a pupate loathing through thorns in the roses
Flying along with my eyes closed, I could pop at any moment

Bouncing off the branches of the trees
Going through, and I'm taking you with me

Flying along the tracks without any brains
A little turning stone like you is all it would take

Just send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies

Defuse my heart and wrap it up all safe and warm and dry
Have noticed any love lights coming out my eyes

Like butterflies made of stars
Bouncing off the windscreens of cars

Ain't no place that I'd rather be
Then sitting here your finger's chasing kisses on my cheek

You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies

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I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're worth
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that

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Keep

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