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my dear one it's time

the seashells cut your fingertips

and i walked back to the pier again

and i counted all the diving birds

and you bled out as the water churned

and the sun it sparkled on the sand

as you raised your scarlet blooming hand

and i stopped

 

hold on a little longer

i said it’s almost time

ohh it’s almost time

ohh

 

well your friend she’s on a mountaintop

and her arms are spread like wings of god

and the springtime birds are satisfied

as they sip on shiny emerald eyes

and they say

 

just hold on a little longer

oh it’s almost time

my dear one it’s time

ohh

credits

[songwriter] hannah wyatt

[guitar / vocals / banjo / drums / violin] hannah wyatt

[bass / harmonium] tim mechling

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