Feel It Coming lyrics

Open Mind, more empty minded at weekends

Tell me your secrets again.

You sail in silence and speak paper and pen

Well sadness or violence? Depends.

Heaven knows, heaven knows...

Said the man who cannot love.

And now there's something, now there are no illusions

Don't float out like childhood balloons.

These heavy answers, and the fear of teason

When this is the last chance salloon.

Heaven knows, heaven knows

Said the man who cannot love.

Then you feel it coming

Feel it grow

And it tastes like home

Then you feel it coming

Feel it grow

And it tastes like home

Then you feel it coming

Feel it grow

And it tastes like home

Tastes like home

• Artist:Iwan Rheon
• Album:Dinard