Paradise Fell
from Shapes Of The Fall by Piers Faccini
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lyrics
Gone is the hour when the hand drops
There goes the fall at the last stop
Soar on the wing south we’ve gone
Trapped at the fold hurricane blowing
Dive with the wind dipped in the tide
Snapped at the edge but the wrong side
You wouldn’t wait and I couldn’t stay
Trick to the bait is Nature’s play
Form is the bone with the vessel cracked
Spoke in the wheel with the back track
Bird on the branch with no say
Sing a little now for another way
Burden’s a beast without a home
Too far gone I’ve never known
Paradise fell on the eighth day
We’re on the last watch
Should I even pray ?
I want us to grow old
I want us to get through
I want us to be whole
I’d love to be as new
I want us to evolve
I’d like us to be true
Then maybe we’d be whole
And we could be as new
I want us to grow old
I want us to get through
I want us to be whole
Then we could be as new
There goes the fall at the last stop
Soar on the wing south we’ve gone
Trapped at the fold hurricane blowing
Dive with the wind dipped in the tide
Snapped at the edge but the wrong side
You wouldn’t wait and I couldn’t stay
Trick to the bait is Nature’s play
Form is the bone with the vessel cracked
Spoke in the wheel with the back track
Bird on the branch with no say
Sing a little now for another way
Burden’s a beast without a home
Too far gone I’ve never known
Paradise fell on the eighth day
We’re on the last watch
Should I even pray ?
I want us to grow old
I want us to get through
I want us to be whole
I’d love to be as new
I want us to evolve
I’d like us to be true
Then maybe we’d be whole
And we could be as new
I want us to grow old
I want us to get through
I want us to be whole
Then we could be as new
credits
from Shapes Of The Fall,
released April 2, 2021
Lyricist: Piers Faccini
Composer: Piers Faccini
Arranger: Luc Suarez
2021 NO FORMAT! / BEATING DRUM
Lyricist: Piers Faccini
Composer: Piers Faccini
Arranger: Luc Suarez
2021 NO FORMAT! / BEATING DRUM
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Piers Faccini France
If my songs were maps I'd want them to stretch from the English moors to the Saharan dunes via the plains of the Mediterranean.
discography
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Dec 2023 -
Jan 2022 -
Nov 2021 -
Apr 2021