I Kept Everything

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The Church - Pop

I Kept Everything

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I kept everything Mornings and days paraded through space And stripped of all their meaning I saved everything But this afternoon I just ran out of room I haven't got the foggiest Yeah (yeah, yeah) let me get this straight If it's a matter of luck (yeah, yeah) Or a matter of fate I'm a tiny little flash in a damaged universe You know what makes it bettter only makes it worse Trying to find you Try to remind you Trying to find you I see everything Glitter and glamour, the bitter, the hammer That smashes up the evening I heard everything Buzzes and creaks, cymbals and shrieks I haven't got a feeling left Wait (yeah, yeah) Let me sort this out If it's a question of faith (yeah, yeah) Or a question of doubt You're an undiscovered wonder in a desolated place I wonder who's representing you, handling your case Trying to find you Try to remind you Trying to find you (Yeah, yeah) (Trying to find you) (Oh, oh)

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Credits

Writers
  • Marty Willson-Piper
  • Peter Koppes
  • Steve Kilbey
  • Tim Powles