Falling Slowly

I don't know you,
But I want you,
All the more for that.

Words fall through me,
And always fool me,
And I can't react.

Games that never amount to more than they're meant,
Will play themselves out.

Take this sinking boat and point it home,
We've still got time.
Raise your hopeful voice,
You have a choice.
You've made it now.

Falling slowly, eyes that know me,
And I can't go back.

Moods that take me,
And erase me,
And I'm painted black.

You have suffered enough,
And wared with yourself,
It's time that you won.

Oh...
Take this sinking boat and point it home,
We've still got time.
Raise your hopeful voice,
You have a choice.
You've made it now.

Oh oh ooh ooh
Ooh mmm...

Oh oh oh...
Take this sinking boat and point it home,
We've still got time.
Raise your hopeful voice,
You have a choice.
You've made it now.
Falling slowly, sing your melody,
I'll sing it loud.

Mmm mmm mmm mmm...



Credits
Writer(s): Marketa Irglova, Glen Hansard, Joseph Doyle,, Colm Macconiomaire, Robert Bochnik
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