Bear Quartet - At The Warehouse Lyrics

id the wind from the river

Spooking around your home

Also deliver the verdict

On someone you thought was gone

But walked together beside you

To a good place to be alone

When all good is wrong



To the warehouse attic

Wearing her favourite dress

But it's not the same

Won't bring her back again



From up here you can see

The mobile lights crawl across the bridge

Like small reminders,

Like cut off ropes

Through everything that lives through worn out jokes

She's the passenger



To the warehouse attic

Wearing her favourite dress

When you have no access to forgiveness

When you fall away

On slow motion replay

Editing your life again

You'll find yourself exposed

That you've become

What you despise the most



To the warehouse attic

Within yourself so sick

Of it's dense atmosphere

Of stale innocence and care
 

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