Edge
of the river, edge of the sea
Dark moments, dark clouds only you could see
In Talking Fish Creek, in the arms of a friend
I love you now, I loved you then
You lost your love
In Talking Fish Creek
You lost your love
In Talking Fish Creek
Measuring your words
in a crowed booth
Scripted lines and your skin so smooth
The look in your eyes, there’s moments of pain
You’re a flower of the desert, you’re
crying for rain
Look for your love
In Talking Fish Creek
Look for your love
In Talking Fish Creek
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Losing
your voice in an empty song
How something so good could turn out so wrong
But your heart could rhyme and learn to keep time
With the heartbeat of new love in every line
Find your love
In Talking Fish Creek
Find your love
In Talking Fish Creek
Dream tonight you’re
a wounded dove
And a lonesome poet has sent you his love
In Talking Fish Creek your old dreams die
New visions are born, so you can fly
Dream tonight you’re
a wounded dove
And a lonesome poet has sent you his love
In Talking Fish Creek your old dreams die
New visions are born, so you can fly |
