Church - Florian Trout lyrics
rate meFlorian Trout was a distant boy, he lived in a very strange town<br />
Where was he, you may well ask, when the widow's house burned down<br />
I've seen his face in windows, his voice upon the wind<br />
I felt his hand upon my shoulder<br />
I felt like I had sinned<br />
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Take your time, make your way<br />
Watch your step, watch your step<br />
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Searched for him in nightmares<br />
I've been led through the dark<br />
Postcards from a paradise with shadows and with sharks<br />
In the furtive gestures, in the lighting's flash<br />
Over static airways, detour round the crash<br />
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Take your time...<br />
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How deep is the deepest ocean<br />
How high is the sky<br />
You have love and sweet devotion<br />
I wonder why can't I<br />
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Florian Trout was a brilliant mind gruesome in precision<br />
Analytic like a knife, sharp like an incision<br />
Blue and purple in the night he goes about his business<br />
Seldom even looking out into the silver distance<br />
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Take your time...<br />
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Florian Trout was a distant boy, he lived in a very strange town<br />
Where was he, you may well ask, when the widow's house burned down<br />
I wonder how he feels right now when evening shades are falling<br />
Lonely in his capsule with all of heaven calling<br />
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How deep is ....
