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Slip Through My Hands

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  • 2011.10.10
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Mother, Mother I can't take another Moment here the way that it is Heartache, heartache It's a fear I can't shake It heals and then it's broken again The things I love seem to slip through my hands Like a big red balloon or a grain of sand But I see the future through the eyes of the past Still I somehow want to make this last They say the darkest hour Is just before a flower Opens to the light of the sun And you're my reason My softly changing season Tell me I'm the only one The things I love seem to slip through my hands Like a big red balloon or a grain of sand But I see the future through the eyes of the past Still I somehow want to make this last Still I somehow want to make this last All my life I've been fooling myself Trying to make the wrong things right Like a birds against the cold hard wind Trying to find the end of the night The things I love seems to slip through my hands Like a big red balloon or a grain of sand But I see the future through the eyes of the past Still I somehow want to make this last Still I somehow want to make this last

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