Slate (Band) - Remoter Heaven
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{Verse}
Asleep, I settled
In a dream, somewhere
Under the white light
Just you and I, are there
{Chorus}
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
{Verse}
Gyring in the gorse petals
And a wicked thorn pricks my leg
It pains me for a cry
Just you and I, and red
{Chorus}
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
{Verse}
And then I find something inside
Prickled, then tempered goes the turns
Of an impassioned prime
So I, with the gorse, shackle and shake
{Verse}
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
{Bridge}
(Awake it is day)
(Awake it is day)
(Awake it is day)
But now, when the knife twists
Bleeding like a gentlemen
I can barely feel a thing
But with the crimson, I remember when
{Chorus}
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, awake, awake, awake
This day, this day, this day, this day
(Awake it is day)
(Awake it is day)
(Awake it is day)
{Outro}
Gyring in the gorse petals
Where a wicked thorn prickled my leg
Visions of a time
When it was just you and I
No one else
{Verse}
Asleep, I settled
In a dream, somewhere
Under the white light
Just you and I, are there
{Chorus}
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
{Verse}
Gyring in the gorse petals
And a wicked thorn pricks my leg
It pains me for a cry
Just you and I, and red
{Chorus}
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
{Verse}
And then I find something inside
Prickled, then tempered goes the turns
Of an impassioned prime
So I, with the gorse, shackle and shake
{Verse}
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
{Bridge}
(Awake it is day)
(Awake it is day)
(Awake it is day)
But now, when the knife twists
Bleeding like a gentlemen
I can barely feel a thing
But with the crimson, I remember when
{Chorus}
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, with feeling
With feeling, with feeling
I was awake, awake, awake, awake
This day, this day, this day, this day
(Awake it is day)
(Awake it is day)
(Awake it is day)
{Outro}
Gyring in the gorse petals
Where a wicked thorn prickled my leg
Visions of a time
When it was just you and I
No one else