4.Fear Of Falling
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Maclean
Alasdair David
Nights, tenderly drift
Losing my grip
Losing the 5th or the 6th
Or the 7th thing on my mind
Days spiraling past
Trapped in the glass
But in the snapshot
I don't feel enchanted or alive
Everybody's smiling
I can see my face inside the summer crowd
The apparition of these faces
Brings you in and gently puts you down
Softly on the 153
With sunlight in my eyes, dawn comes
So uneasily they never shut the lights
And I'm going nowhere tonight
Maybe there's a reason
For the people and the times
Softly on the 153 with sunlight in my eyes
But I'm going nowhere tonight
Everybody's smiling
I can see my face inside the summer crowd
The apparition of these faces
Brings you in and gently puts you down
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