Years from Amelia Curran's 2012 Six Shooter Record's release Spectators.
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Lyrics:
At the turn of the century we were all in the past
We were half of us dreamers who loved the other half
And some married the message and some carried the news
And some stayed on the border, the unfortunate few
Am I wasting my time, am I wasting my time
In a bottle of bruises, on the words and the rhyme
The true length of a lie is a list of excuses
And it's measuring up just to do or to die
I don't know where the time goes when it isn't here
At the eve of the hour was I even there
We swore we were better and we were going somewhere
A generational fever on the fabric of a fear
I know what I know now, I left the water for the fire show
I clean swept it, I high tailed it from the tide
But that's no victory to declare, I did not notice love was there
I turned a corner unaware and love had died
I'm turned around on a dime and I'm spinning all the time
I threw it all out on the table, drew it all out on the line
I've got a million regrets and I'm sorry for everything I've ever done sometimes
But it's nowhere near sunset, baby we've got years yet
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