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Dry the River
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Liddle
Lyrics
Scott Miller
Composer
Matthew Taylor
Composer
John Warren
Composer
William Harvey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Katis
Mixing Engineer
Greg Giorgio
Engineer
Tony Cousins
Mastering Engineer
Texty
You've made your decision
Now get up and leave
The familiar sting of the woodcutter's swing to the tree
I'll fall in the forest
To elbows and knees
And it won't make a sound
Since there's no-one around here to see
I was prepared to love you
And never expect anything of you
If the spirit has left you baby
Don't lie to yourself
Put them old records on
And admit that it's gone somewhere else
Just because we're beasts of blame by nature
Doesn't mean that you should carry it again
It's a question of needs and not rosary beads in the end
I was prepared to love you
And never expect anything of you
There's no patron saint of sudden restraint
Baby there ain't no sword in a lake
Just a funeral wake
And in comes the black night
Calling your name since you were born
I couldn't hear it
I was empty as a drum
I was prepared to love you
And never expect anything of you
And there's no patron saint of sudden restraint
Baby there ain't no sword in a lake
There ain't no sword in a lake
There ain't no sword in a lake
Just a funeral wake
Writer(s): Peter Duncan Liddle, William Harvey, Jonathan Warren, Scott Miller, Matthew Taylor
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