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Missing Link
 
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Transcribed by: Christy Raymond

Union Maid:
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Lyrics

Whoeverís built this town, will be the same that will knock it down,
What were they thinking was anyone else around?
These streets donít light up,
They donít take me home,
They donít fill my cup.
They donít keep me company whenever Iím
No sir
There just distractions, that keeps me spinning down
Only actions they donít succeed but they never fail
Theirs so many holes in my face and nothing leaks out.
Itís a miracle they donít escape, these words that role out my mouth

Thereís a missing link that sits between you and me
The reach of my arms out and the bend of my knee
To be told ----------------------
No more than the setting of the sand
I donít need no coercion to make my face grow pale
The full-length push,
Tied to the ocean
Itís enough to make me swallow,
The thoughts I learnt before this notion
If the perfect circle is just a motion
An attempt to draw one is the boldest notion

Whoever built this town, will be the same that will knock it down,
Was anyone thinking was anyone else around?
These streets donít light up,
They donít take me home,
They donít fill my cup.
They donít keep me company when I choose to roam
No sir
Itís the tide to the ocean
Itís enough to make me swallow Flotsam
And the boldest notion
Like the perfect circle
Itís just a motion?
An attempt to draw one is the boldest notion
If the perfect circle is just a motion
An attempt to draw one is the boldest notion.
The perfect circle of life


 

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