Truce
from Small Inconsistent Truths by Gosia Winter
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lyrics
I caught a white dove
And then I lost its name.
And the white flag of our truce
It fell blood red again.
Seashell lost his voice
Come whisper in my ear.
I am not scared of the truth
I say, bring on another year.
I brood on my defence
Go claim your innocence
Let’s leave our selfish pride and foolish apathy.
I set myself afloat
To clear my mind and throat.
But we’re on the same boat!
I’m on the keel and you’re at the stern,
And we’ve got no more bridges to burn.
Oh…
This tide it pulls you in,
You either sink or swim.
Come on. Let’s build an ark,
Together we’ll find dry land.
There goes that white dove,
I swear it’s been haunting us.
I set it free and we will see, if it
Brings back an olive branch.
I brood on my defence
Go claim your innocence
Let’s leave our selfish pride and foolish apathy.
I set myself afloat
To clear my mind and throat.
But we’re on the same boat!
I’m on the keel and you’re at the stern,
And we’ve got no more bridges to burn.
Just hold my hand.
And then I lost its name.
And the white flag of our truce
It fell blood red again.
Seashell lost his voice
Come whisper in my ear.
I am not scared of the truth
I say, bring on another year.
I brood on my defence
Go claim your innocence
Let’s leave our selfish pride and foolish apathy.
I set myself afloat
To clear my mind and throat.
But we’re on the same boat!
I’m on the keel and you’re at the stern,
And we’ve got no more bridges to burn.
Oh…
This tide it pulls you in,
You either sink or swim.
Come on. Let’s build an ark,
Together we’ll find dry land.
There goes that white dove,
I swear it’s been haunting us.
I set it free and we will see, if it
Brings back an olive branch.
I brood on my defence
Go claim your innocence
Let’s leave our selfish pride and foolish apathy.
I set myself afloat
To clear my mind and throat.
But we’re on the same boat!
I’m on the keel and you’re at the stern,
And we’ve got no more bridges to burn.
Just hold my hand.
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from Small Inconsistent Truths,
released January 13, 2009
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Gosia Winter Australia
This is where I put up the music I have released. I live in Australia now, and I am waiting for the next phase of music making - the art of motherhood and teaching has been at the fore since 2012.
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