Kites-Alin Coen Band
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Kites - Alin Coen Band

See the kites caught in the trees

Memories

See the loose ends of the strings

Tangling

Hear the sighs of those you know

Who've let them go

When the storm was blowing so

Hard to hold

Stealing my anchor chasing my heart

Wind finds me wind bribes me

Let me be free to rise up and drift

But hold on to what I'm tied to

And bring me home

And bring me home

Emptiness is so profound

On the ground

Up in the air it leaves no trace

There's so much space

Stealing my anchor chasing my heart

Wind finds me wind bribes me

Let me be free to rise up and drift

But hold on to what I'm tied to

'Cause if you let go and the wind blows me

Out of mind out of sight

The irony will be

I'll spend my whole life looking for home

Stealing my anchor chasing my heart

Wind finds me wind bribes me

Let me be free to rise up and drift

But hold on to what I'm tied to

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