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Lie Down My Love
04:42
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Lie down my love lie down
Like we used to be
Life seemed so easy
Our love was new, was green
Found the seasons turn around
Now her leaves are turning brown
Falling down my love
Lie down with me
Lie down my love lie down
Hand in hand we’ll be
When we are older
Will you be just a memory
How did love make me a clown
Take my heart and take my crown
Let me down my love
Lie down with me
Oh silver tree oh shining rivers of the soul, silver tree
Oh silver tree oh shining rivers of the soul, silver tree
Lie down here with me
By our silver tree
Lie down my love lie down
On my fallen tears
Love turns in circles
Like seasons through the years
See her buds are blooming now
Hold me close or let me drown
Sinking down my love
Lie down with me
Oh silver tree oh shining rivers of the soul, silver tree
Oh silver tree oh shining rivers of the soul, silver tree
Lie down here with me
By our silver tree
Lie down my love lie down
Before we have to leave
When we were younger
Our tree was evergreen
Found the seasons turn around
Now her leaves have turned to brown
Falling down my love lie down with me
Oh my love lie down once more with me
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2. |
Candle
03:06
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She lived just like a dancer
Her mothers way of life
Bright as a candle
Play in a garden always
Summer sun, burning on
Red as the roses
It’s painting a picture
She’s gotta live life that way
A mind just like her father
She took life more to heart
Blow out the candle
Raised in a world where life is
Made of greed, born to bleed
Red as the roses
She’s a panel, life is a window
Fire an arrow, she’ll make the wind blow
Through the willow, where will you go?
It’s painting a picture
She’s gotta live life that way
Her brother was an artist
The other moved around
Burning the candle at both ends
Life seems to steal away
Significance of innocence
Just like the roses
She’s a panel, life is a window
Fire an arrow, she’ll make the wind blow
Through the willow, where will you go?
It’s painting a picture
She’s gotta live life that way
She lived just like a dancer
Her mothers way of life
Bright as a candle
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Elegy
05:15
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Now I live and now my life is done
Now I live and now my life is done
My prime of youth is but a frost of cares
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain
My crop of corn is but a field or tares
And all my good is but vain hope of gain
My life is fled and yet I saw no sun
Now I live and now my life is done
Now I live and now my life is done
The spring is past and yet it hath not sprung
The fruit is dead and yet the leaves are green
My youth is gone and yet I am but young
I saw the world and yet I was not seen
My thread is cut and yet it is not spun
Now I live and now my life is done
Now I live and now my life is done
I sought my death and found it in my womb
I looked for life and saw it was a shade
I trod the earth and knew it was my tomb
And now I die, now I die
And now I am but made
My glass is full and now my glass is run
Now I live and now my life is done
Now I live and now my life is done
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4. |
Life In Colour
04:06
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Blue is just a colour in the stories that we paint
It’s far more like a feeling causing memories of pain
Green is not a colour like the others that we see
Her beauty is in nature and her grass is always green with jealousy
Red is like the fires burning angry in her heart
All that’s left is embers from a life that’s turned to dark
Yellow is like the sunshine on her face
And yellow turns these memories into a different place
These colours shining down on me like the light through the trees
Colours finding memories from the lives that we lead
Black is like the night without a star up in the sky
A place where she has been and is the final place we lie
Orange is the sunset from a perfect evening glow
Until the hours pass and all the colours fade and go
These colours shining down on me like the light through the trees
Colours finding memories from the lives that we lead
Grey is all the clouds that cover up the morning sun
A life left in the shadows feeling empty, feeling numb
Hair of silver as she grows older now
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A Painter
04:40
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I am not a traveller but I’d travel far for you
I am not writer but I’ll see what I can do
I am not a painter but I’ll paint you
I am not a soldier but somehow I battle through
I am not a leader but I follow no one too
I am not a painter but I’ll paint you
In the morning as summer arrives like the dawn
And skies turn blue when I’m with you
As I grow older the sun turns colder each day
And all I could have will wash away
I am not a fighter but I fight for what I’m due
I am not your lover but I’m in love with you
I am not a painter but I’ll paint you
I’m not a poet and I’m not enough
But I’ll lie down here my love
In the morning as summer arrives like the dawn
And skies turn blue when I’m with you
As I grow older the sun turns colder each day
And all I could have will wash away
I am not a painter but I’ll paint you
I’m not a poet, I’m not enough
But I’ll lie down here my love
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6. |
My First Love
04:16
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There was a time we both were one
But now our love has passed
His soul was old his heart was young
My first love not my last
The wind does blow my love we both must go
For the clouds are overcast
I am not the girl you used to know
My first love not my last
For now I’m growing older
and my life is not carefree
For now my heart is colder
Coz my first love’s lost to me
Go find her now my love go find her soon
Before the night has passed
And know that I am loving you
My first love not my last
For I am growing older
and my life is not carefree
For now my heart is colder
Coz my first love’s lost to me
The tears did fall my love now let them rest
That is all I’ve left to ask
Please know I always tried my best
My first love not my last
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Rosina Bullen London, UK
Rosina Bullen is a singer and songwriter from the UK based in New York City. Her debut EP 'Painting a Picture' draws upon her own experiences as a woman and is inspired by various personal events in her life.
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