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She's Leaving For London
05:53
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Found a strand of hair on my pillowcase
A button lyin’ on the floor
Put it in a safe place just in case
An envelope in the snow
Outside my back door
Had a passport photo inside
Had a laugh and I almost cried
She’s leavin’ for London
I wonder why I wonder if she’s comin’ back
She’s not from here, she’s not from there
Just a dust speck in the air
One of the lost people in the world
She took her uniform
From a closet where it rested three days
Made her goodbye short and sweet
Ran to a taxi waiting in the rain
Now every plane that flies over head
Is like a perfume I can’t forget
Returning someday, like an umbrella left behind
She’s leavin’ for London
I wonder why I wonder if she’s comin’ back
She’s not from here, she’s not from there
Just a dust speck in the air
One of the lost people in the world
I’m driving to Seattle tonight
Me and the rain and the wipers and the headlights
A postcard dropped through the slot
Had some palm trees and a white sand beach
A deep blue sky ands a turquoise sea
And some words on the back written hastily
Said she’s down there for about a week
Just takin’ it easy
Had to fly out again on Friday
Post marked from an airport in Bangkok
She’s leavin’ for London
I wonder why I wonder if she’s comin’ back
She’s not from here, she’s not from there
Just a dust speck in the air
One of the lost people in the world
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2. |
Last Train Out
04:39
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3. |
Devils and Angels
04:09
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West Of Eden
04:01
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7. |
Something To Believe
05:20
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8. |
Angels With Dirty Faces
03:57
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9. |
Help Me Hannah
03:33
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Found a strand of hair on my pillowcase
A button lyin’ on the floor
Put it in a safe place just in case
An envelope in the snow
Outside my back door
Had a passport photo inside
Had a laugh and I almost cried
She’s leavin’ for London
I wonder why I wonder if she’s comin’ back
She’s not from here, she’s not from there
Just a dust speck in the air
One of the lost people in the world
She took her uniform
From a closet where it rested three days
Made her goodbye short and sweet
Ran to a taxi waiting in the rain
Now every plane that flies over head
Is like a perfume I can’t forget
Returning someday, like an umbrella left behind
She’s leavin’ for London
I wonder why I wonder if she’s comin’ back
She’s not from here, she’s not from there
Just a dust speck in the air
One of the lost people in the world
I’m driving to Seattle tonight
Me and the rain and the wipers and the headlights
A postcard dropped through the slot
Had some palm trees and a white sand beach
A deep blue sky ands a turquoise sea
And some words on the back written hastily
Said she’s down there for about a week
Just takin’ it easy
Had to fly out again on Friday
Post marked from an airport in Bangkok
She’s leavin’ for London
I wonder why I wonder if she’s comin’ back
She’s not from here, she’s not from there
Just a dust speck in the air
One of the lost people in the world
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12. |
Devils and Angels
04:09
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The Ormidales Vancouver, British Columbia
The Ormidales are Bill Oliver and Mark Branscombe, singer /songwriters based in Vancouver BC. have released three
independent albums, the self titled The Ormidales, These Little Dreams, and Bijou Blue .
The Ormidales songwriting has a visual aspect to it; there’s always story with a setting most of the time and so the music is usually well suited to video or film imagery.
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