Amble - Last Rites Lyrics

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"Last Rites"

My words are tired
My feet are sore
Yet I keep on talking
I'm walking more and more

My eyes are closing
My ears are full
Color's never been brighter
And music never dull

But if speak you must
Let it be free

My smile is fading
Time for lies is done
My teeth will light up this room
And truth no longer fun

My handshake is softer
Empathy I must remind
In person, I'll stand eye to eye
He was a good man given time

But if speak you must
Let it be free
But do not ask
Anymore of me
Anymore of me

I'm tired of the road
I can't sit still at home
So many eyes on me
I've never felt so alone

No beating thud
In our hollow chest
Why won't you leave me be?
Why won't you let me rest?

But if speak you must
Let it be free
But do not ask
Anymore of me

If speak you must
Let it be free
But do not ask
Anymore of me
Anymore of me

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Writer(s): Robert Cunningham, Ross McNae, Oisin McCaffrey

album: "Love And All Its Wares" (2027)

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