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Morning Belle - Mark Owen
A morning belle to raise the dead
A ray of hope that lights ahead
Forever
Everything is leading a song
We're waiting for the morning belle
Before I lay a place to rest
I hope today we will be friends
Forever sitting with
The mortals and angels
Waiting for a morning belle
I was a long long way from home
You were in search
Of the lost and found
There was a cold beacon
On my tongue
It takes a good man
To know he's down
After the crash came a hit of stars
It was the call of indulging ghosts
It was the turn up in there
Phone frozen
And she opened up the door
And now here comes a fire
Tearing up the walls
In the end when this is over
She's a morning belle
All the open candles
We're moving towards the love
Think of the ashes
She's a morning belle
The beating drum
The lonely sound
A broken glass
The leftovers on the ground
If there's a call
Won't you call me here
If there's a God
Does she know my name
It was the turn of the earth
On frozen
And she's going
Himself and show
Our melody
She's a morning belle
Here comes a fire
Tearing up the walls
In the end when this is over
She's a morning belle
All the open candles
We're moving towards the love
Think of the ashes
She's a morning belle
A morning belle to raise the dead
A morning belle that lights ahead
