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Time passes this quintessence of dust
And I'd sit for days and not make a sound
I ask myself, who am I?
And if I am found
Embodied and buried
Dig me out
And pry away filth
Who am I?
I find myself from above
Searching, I'm desperate
Searching, I'm so desperate
Who am I?
I find myself from above
Searching, I'm desperate
Searching, I'm so desperate
People, strangers inside
And if I'm gone they'll call my body home
Call my body home
A war within
All they fought about fell
And crumbled into hell
What's left is light and pure
What's left is light and pure
I'll take arms against the sea of trouble
I'll pry the filth
Embodied and buried
I'm desperate
I will take arms
Pry the filth away
Embodied and buried
I am desperate
I am my father's son
- Album:
- Barefoot To The Moon
- The Pursuit
- Miscellaneous
- Shining Sleep Vol.2
- Chillout Sampler, Vol. 2
- Best Of 2013
- We Give You Escape
- We Give You Escape - EP
- Fast Break! Records - 2014 Summer Sampler
- Songs and Memories: 70 Memorable Songs to Remember, Vol....
- 1961 - The US Top 100
- US - Top 20 - April 1961
- Boom Boom, Vol. 2 (70 Original Recordings)
- Happy Radio, Vol. 3
- Coolest Pop Hits from the Madmen Era Vol. 2
- American One Hit Wonders of 1961, Vol. 1
- Baby Blue
- Stitched
- Barefoot to the Moon (Live)
- Honour Lost