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A Mansion Which Waxes And Wanes

from Save Your Breath by Rowan Lewis

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OH BOY I REALLY HOPE I WROTE THE FRENCH CORRECTLY HAHA HA HA

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J’ai oublié les paroles
et il me semble que tout fou ou folle le ferait.
Suis-je fou? Suis-je sensé?
J’ai trouvé pour moi une amnésie dorée.

This crescent moon, a consistent view
Of the lovers beneath through history and new
And I am a lover, of your lunar mouth
And I’m going to be the new on which it smiles down.

And I am a deserted estate, where the ghosts begin
to gather beneath the skylight which lets this astral shine in
Oh, I am a tiny room, lit by a tiny flame
A cupboard can be a ballroom in the mansion which waxes and wanes.

C’est un cauchemar, but we’ve (for)gotten this far
Found the keys to each other and fumbled in the dark
But the future lovers, can find a new way to see
The moon is your gift to me.

And I am a deserted estate, where the ghosts begin
to gather beneath the skylight which lets this astral shine in
Oh, I am a tiny room, lit by a tiny flame
A cupboard can be a ballroom in the mansion which waxes and wanes.

These little words, they’ve slipped my mind
Any troubled soul would deem them hard to find
So am I troubled? Or okay so far
With my newfound type of golden amnesia.

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from Save Your Breath, released February 1, 2016

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I'm a 20-something songwriter from the UK. These are the things I record in my living room.

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