"Song Seven" lyrics

"Song Seven"

You can't sit up
Yeah, you fell too fast
You come at the right time
Yeah, you come too fast
You bloom in spring
Yeah, you move the sky
You've come in singing
Yeah, you come in right-ight

You were like a cloud
Yes, you were a flower
Then you were a lime
Now our love is sour
You were like a cloud
You were just like a flower
Then you were a lime
Now our love is sour

Don't give up (I owe you)
Don't give up
Don't give up (I owe you)
Don't give up

You were like a cloud
Yes, you were a flower
Then you were a lime
Now our love is sour
You were like a cloud
You were just like a flower
Then you were a lime
Now our love is sour

Hear it, I feel it, I wish I could just see it
The love, the hate that seems to separate
Forcing conscience to conscience every small attack
It takes a small man to notice, but not to act up
Confrontation, complication leads to foundations
I'm calm, baby, yeah, I'm calm
You know, I know (You were like a cloud)
Love is all we need (Yes, you were a flower)
You know, I know (Then you were a lime)
Love is all we need (Now our love is so sour)

Start again, buttercup
Start again, buttercup
Start again, buttercup
Start again, oh, start again, dear

When I saw what we had
I gave it to when we went here
When you lost your nurses
I found you a doctor in me
Oh, in me
Do right


Thanks to Travis Brown for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Paul Adrian Banks, Alan Steven Leach, Richard James Witter, Thomas Peter Gladwin
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