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The Joy Formidable The Big Roar

Here we are bending feet In the dark before dreamless sleep Cloaks that spot, that shiver, that breeze Throws you in the dark Happiness, it won't last

See the medal reverse This hope is not lost There's mischief to turn Your ship to send off Barbed wits and gowns They'll ransack this town I'd rescue

All the things you like Guided by their charms Behind them safety store Wrap your greedy arms around them all Sail, don't try to steer, just sail You

This much delight, fills columns to new heights All these things about me you never can tell Colors run prime, paint a picture so bright All these things

I can't see he says what he means I can't say what he means when he says That I'll pretend, I'll pretty pretend When all I want to see is the end of this

It's slow here without the wind down town The push has gone that hounds my side It's quiet too, bless me this shrine That the moments that you treasure