Such A Beautiful Sound

Rush of wind and we know when the season's over,

Time to move on and get out.

Bless my soul away, I'll send a postcard in the autumn,

When all that's grown up dies away.

Oh, such a beautiful sound.

Oh, such a beautiful sound.

Sitting in a corner, my favourite corner,

With a pen and a future to write.

Take it all, yeah, set it on fire,

Let the embers of my pain burn bright.

And oh, such a beautiful sound.

And oh, such a beautiful sound.

In gasping solitude, I can finally breathe.

In gasping solitude, I can finally inhale and exhale,

Release inhibition.

Tear down the walls of your

Faulty tradition and breathe.

And breathe...