Return - Glen Hansard

You’re no wiser now

Returning with your head bowed low

Tired of trying to make it happen

Trying to break out on your own

It seems you’re always on the fence

You neither one side nor the other now

Well you better make some choices

Before they all start running out

But oh

Tell me do you hear the noise

It’s growin'

Tell me do you hear the noise

Battles lost and won

And you’re feeling like you’ve only

You’ve only just begun

To stand up on your own

Do you feel

Do you feel

Oh

Tell me do you feel the noise

It’s growin'

Tell me do you feel the noise

In the hot blown dust we’d kneel

Where we once layed long in the tall grass

And the heart penned its appeal

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Return

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Return

Oh

In the hot blown dust we’d kneel

Where we’d once layed long in the tall grass

And the heart penned its final appeal

Return

Return

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