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On A Sunny Day
02:11
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When I feel sad On a sunny day
Someone didn't get the memo
I want the clouds to come my way
Match my tears on a sunny day
Grandma was sick on a sunny day
Someone didn't get the memo
Warmth on my skin, I can't do this today
People suffer on a sunny day
When I'm feeling sad and bad
There's no sense at all
In blue skies and being glad
I turn my face from the window
I'm miserable on a sunny day
Someone didn't get the memo
I should be out but I wanna stay
Feeling guilty on a sunny day
When I'm feeling sad and bad
There's no sense at all
In blue skies and being glad
I turn my face from the window
When I'm feeling sad and bad
There's no sense at all
In blue skies and being glad
I turn my face from the window
I turn my face from the window
I turn my face from the window
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I heard there was treasure at the other side
And so I tried to climb up the sky
I heard it was near the lighthouse
Where the watercolours run
I tried not to chase after the fabled light
And i locked my dreams up for the night
It was fleeting thought Reaching for the top
And sliding down the other side
Seeds wait for spring, and I’m waiting too
Seeds wait for spring, and I’m waiting too
Pretending that pot of gold is true
And guess what I tried to climb up the sky
And I fell down down down down
I tried to draw a beast, and then a god,
A dragon, a cyclops, and other pretences
I tried to lose my growing defences
And guess what I tried to climb up the sky
And I fell down down down down
Seeds wait for spring, and I’m waiting too
Seeds wait for spring, and I’m waiting too
Pretending that pot of gold is true
And guess what I tried to climb up the sky
And I fell down down down down
I fell down down down down
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Dead Weather
03:53
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Tired of winter then summer then winter again,
Weather keeps us down, he says
Stuck in a loop, in a terrible mood
Counting the days
He calls it dead weather
The weather has died
there's nothing for him any more
It's told by the skies
Some people say you can break through the fog
But he's made his mind up
The climate is dour, each passing hour
Fuels the fire that he's built up
Everywhere that he looks it's the same
That's not how it should be
Rain makes us duller, he's waiting for summer
Dreaming how it could be
He calls it dead weather
The weather has died
There's nothing for him any more
It's told in the skies
When he feels ready he's going to move
Bleak dark to hotter climes
A different person, life will improve
Full of life and always outside.
He calls it dead weather
The weather has died
There's nothing for him any more
It's told by the skies
He calls it dead weather
He calls it dead weather
He calls it dead weather
The weather has died
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Travelling
03:58
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Sitting by the window when I was a kid
See it crack over the entire sky
Lucky enough to see it
Captivated by the thunderous sigh
Travelling
The storm is travelling
Travelling
The storm is travelling
Travelling
The storm is travelling
Travelling
The storm is travelling
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Rebecca Dunn Scotland, UK
Aberdeen-based singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist.
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