Fallen Times

from by Grant Campbell




All the wires they whip and pull from the brain down to the soul
I'm I slipping out of my skin
All the trees lay open wide the street lamps glow like northern lights
I'm I moving or I'm I on the wind, am I moving or am I on the wind

Has the fever drove me wild down to the earth or to the bride
I'm I holding too tight to each day
Have the babies gone inside and borrowed wings to lift their pride
Or I'm I dreaming off a dream that never came; I'm I still dreaming of a dream that never came

Has the night not gone to bed have the stars now left my head
I'm I old enough to hang onto my faith
Has the knife not made it's mark and stabbed your words but made no spark
has the summer wind stifled your breath, has the summer wind stifled your breath

All the rules have come and gone with your worn down spears and your broken arms
Is my vision one that I can even face
All these futures lay in lines, likes layered maps on fallen times
One colour for each one that got away, one colour for each one that got away.

All music & lyrics by Grant Campbell
Crooked Mouth Records 2014


from The Spark, released May 19, 2014



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Grant Campbell Glasgow, UK

Grant Campbell is a Scottish singer-songwriter living in Glasgow.

'The Spark' is the fifth release by Grant Campbell and will be available from Monday 19th May 2014.
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