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Snow Patrol - Please Just Take These Photos From My Hands

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Moderator Overview Albums 14 Lyrics The yellowed page of the books and books I'd forgotten that I had These paperbacks They know their age They smell of weight and time that's resting warm The opened box beside the endless box parade that haunts my house Is fit to split With photographs that tell the wanderlust of years smashed on to years When all this actual life played out where the hell on Earth was I I rack my brains but it won't come Through water damaged bloodshot eyes The fleeting triumphs. This song was submitted on October 27th, and last modified on December 2nd, Lyrics licensed by LyricFind. Facebook 0 LetsSingIt 1.

Log dich ein um diese Funktion zu nutzen. The yellowed page of the books and books I'd forgotten that I had These paperbacks, they know their age they smell Of weight and time that's resting warm The opened box beside the endless box parade That haunts my house Is fit to split with photographs that tell The wanderlust of years smashed on to years When all this actual life played out Where the hell on earth was I? I rack my brains, but it won't come Through water damaged bloodshot eyes The fleeting triumphs, brazen lies All seem to mingle into one I read your name under words in your elegant hand You probably don't mean now I fold the letter and think of a million And one thing's that I could have done different. Fehlerhaften Songtext melden. Songtext kommentieren.

The yellowed page of the books and books I'd forgotten that I had These paperbacks, they know their age they smell Of weight and time that's resting warm. The opened box beside the endless box parade That haunts my house Is fit to split with photographs that tell The wanderlust of years smashed on to years. When all this actual life played out Where the hell on earth was I? I rack my brains but it won't come. Through water damaged bloodshot eyes The fleeting triumphs, brazen lies All seem to mingle into one. I read your name under words in your elegant hand You probably don't mean now I fold the letter and think of a million And one thing's that I could have done different. One gigantic fairy tale Of friends I haven't seen in years Drinking till the daylight hurts.

The yellowed page of the books and books I'd forgotten that I had These paperbacks, they know their age they smell. Of weight and time that's resting warm The opened box beside the endless box parade That haunts my house Is fit to split with photographs that tell The wanderlust of years smashed on to years When all this actual life played out Where the hell on earth was I? I rack my brains, but it won't come Through water damaged bloodshot eyes The fleeting triumphs, brazen lies All seem to mingle into one I read your name under words in your elegant hand You probably don't mean now I fold the letter and think of a million And one thing's that I could have done different When all this actual life played out Where the hell on earth was I? I rack my brains, but it won't come Through water damaged bloodshot eyes The fleeting triumphs, brazen lies All seem to mingle into one One gigantic fairy tale Of friends I haven't seen in years Drinking till the daylight hurts You seem friendly, who are you? That's a lot of wine that we got through We've made playtime look like work Please, just take these photos from my hands Please, just take these photos from my hands Please, just take these photos from my hands Please, just take these photos from my hands Please, just take these photos from my hands Please, just take these photos from my hands Please, just take these photos from my hands Please, just take these photos from my hands. You will get 3 free months if you haven't already used an Apple Music free trial. Type song title, artist or lyrics.

The yellowed page of the books and books I'd forgotten that I had These paperbacks they know their age they smell of weight and time that's resting warm The opened box beside the endless box parade that haunts my house Is fit to split with photographs that tell the wanderlust of years smashed on to years. When all this actual life played out Where the hell on Earth was I? I rack my brains but it won't come. Through water damaged bloodshot eyes The fleeting triumphs, brazen lies All seem to mingle into one. I read your name under words in your elegant hand you probably don't mean now I fold the letter and think of a million and one things that I could have done different.

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Sign In Don't have an account? Start a Wiki. You must enable javascript to view this page. This is a requirement of our licensing agreement with music Gracenote. The yellowed page of the books and books I'd forgotten that I had These paperbacks they know their age they smell of weight and time that's resting warm The opened box beside the endless box parade that haunts my house Is fit to split with photographs that tell the wanderlust of years smashed on to years When all this actual life played out Where the hell on Earth was I? I rack my brains but it won't come Through water damaged bloodshot eyes The fleeting triumphs, brazen lies All seem to mingle into one I read your name under words in your elegant hand you probably don't mean now I fold the letter and think of a million and one things that I could have done different When all this actual life played out Where the hell on Earth was I? I rack my brains but it won't come Through water damaged bloodshot eyes The fleeting triumphs, brazen lies All seem to mingle into one One gigantic fairy tale Of friends I haven't seen in years Drinking 'til the daylight hurts You seem friendly who are you?

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