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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Quirks
Little Quirks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaymi Toole
Jaymi Toole
Songwriter
Mia Toole
Mia Toole
Songwriter
Abbey Toole
Abbey Toole
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wayne Connolly
Wayne Connolly
Producer

Lyrics

In the morning, when I wake
And the trumpets sound our fate
I will call out your name, I will call out your name
With a love I cannot fake
And the truth that you seek
The pleasant dreams that you keep
Shall bury you too deep, shall bury you too deep
Dance around until they sleep
I will chase out the cold
And wait for you to come home
Wait for you to come home
When the first light is gone
We will bury our bones
We will bury our bones
And the lights you took away
The very same that brought you down
Turns beauty to shame, turns beauty to shame
Hatred only to blame
I will chase out the cold
And wait for you to come home
Wait for you to come home
When the first light is gone
We will bury our bones
We will bury our bones
I will chase out the cold
And wait for you to come home
Wait for you to come home
When the first light is gone
We will bury our bones
We will bury our bones
You've been gone all this time
And you're always on my mind
Hold onto my hope, hold onto my hope
It might keep us afloat
Written by: Abbey Toole, Jaymi Toole, Mia Toole
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