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The Landslide

by Arran Page

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lyrics

Born by the colour, the old hallowed sound,
but you never want to.
Everyone searching but nobody found.
Is this all I am?

They tell you to worry and lead you to frown,
and they'll kid you to think what goes up must come down.
This is madness neverending,
this fiction and pretending will slowly fall away

Look at me, look at me, look at me,
when I'm up above the landslide.
Look at you, look at you with your hand on the door.
It's nothing new. What do you run for?

He walked down the basement, he danced in the dark,
'cause he heard the whispers.
He's hiding it all under sheltered remark,
singing "this is all I am".

They sing through the silence and laugh in the dark,
and they teach you to follow like kids in a park.
This is madness neverending,
this fiction and pretending will slowly fall away

Look at me, look at me, look at me,
when I'm up above the landslide.
Look at you, look at you with your hand on the door.
Look at me, look at me, look at me,
when I'm up above the landslide.
Look at you, look at you with your hand on the door.

They're staring at the hourglass and waiting for the day
that the glory of a memory can see the old betrayal of youth.
They'll come and stand before you to whisper in your ears
you should celebrate division and bow to all your fears.
But the truth collides.
Truth collides


Look at me, look at me, look at me,
when I'm up above the landslide.
Look at you, look at you with your hand on the door.
Look at me, look at me, look at me,
when I'm up above the landslide.
Look at you, look at you with your hand on the door.

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released January 14, 2016

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Arran Page England, UK

Singer-songwriter, bliss junkie, seeker.

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