Looking out, looking in
Going where
Never been running round
Hiding in stairs
Unafraid felt the grain
Open doorways full of shame
My own life
I resented
Winter sigh summer's gone
Holding off tomorrow's sorrow
Brushing out, brushing in
Losing out, losing thee
Didn't take my heart
Didn't fold, chase the tear
Never let go, now I'm there
It's over, it's over
Winter sigh, summer's gone
Holding off tomorrow's sorrow
So I don't want anymore
Portishead
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