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Threads - Eirik Glambek Bøe

Lyrics by：Eirik Glambek Bøe

Composed by：Eirik Glambek Bøe

Arranged by：Eirik Glambek Bøe

And in the light of morning

I left my bed and street

Passed the park and bench

Where we no longer meet

I found a path forgotten

Green and overgrown

I followed my own footsteps

And walked there on my own

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Something's pulling me I move ahead

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What is holding is also being held

A weeping willow

When all the trees around

With all their branches rising

To where light is found

At first appeared so heavy

The branches leaning down

But then I saw through low they go

They never touch the ground

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Something's pulling me I move ahead

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What is holding's also being held