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The Language of Love
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The Language Of Love
Is it strange how my dreams
Somehow seem more real
Than the day with the sun up above
All I know is I need
To hear more than ever before
The language of love
And it’s there in the way
That you ask if I’m ok
Just the sound of your voice is enough
And it’s there in the way
That you say my name out loud
The language of love
Words so much more than words
Words so much more than words
And then all at once
The miles in between us
Disappear so much ashes and dust
Who can say what it is
But all of us answer its call
The language of love
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The Village Bell
At 6 AM when we would rise
Every day the same clear skies
The only way that time went by
Was the sound of the village bell
And in the fields beneath our feet
The dust was dry the Sun would beat
Would wake we’d eat we’d dream we’d sleep
To the sound of the village bell
And crickets don’t sing like the North Sea
Hissing through the shingle on a beach
And mockingbirds don’t call that thrushes
Used to call the morning back to me
Back to me
To know that you are on your own
To know that you will not go home
To say goodbye to all you’ve known
Is that sound of the village bell
And crickets don’t sing like the North Sea
Hissing through the shingle on a beach
And mockingbirds don’t call that thrushes
Used to call the morning back to me
Back to me
No I don’t want to talk too much anymore
About everything that went before
Cos each time you come to my door
I hear the sound of the village bell
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Boo Hewerdine Glasgow, UK
A master in the art of songwriting, Boo Hewerdine (The Bible) reached his 60th year in the creative form of his life. Producing and collaborating with young artists, taking musical risks and focussing on the minute details of life through new songs.
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