A constant run-The Gathering

[ti:A constant run] [ar:The Gathering] [al:The West Pole] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]A constant run - The Gathering [00:37.60]He has a taste of anger [00:39.81] [00:40.82]And it's oh so sweet [00:43.59] [00:44.34]He likes to make it linger [00:46.47] [00:47.71]And he pulls in every single string [00:50.40] [00:51.08]We get a warm welcome wrapped in frost [00:57.55]He'll give her every little thing [01:02.12] [01:05.31]Sings the sweetest songs to me [01:11.07]She is his favorite little thing [01:16.25] [01:19.22]You will be wandering through some beautiful moments [01:25.54]I hear the bluebells ringing [01:28.40] [01:29.23]With touch of cooling winds [01:31.44] [01:32.48]His sore throat's screaming out of his angry mind [01:38.46] [01:39.25]These melodies of softest cream heal her skin [01:45.16] [01:45.80]He says we will be healing [01:47.99] [01:49.44]And it's oh so neat [01:51.95] [01:52.64]I shall repaint the picture [01:55.09] [01:56.31]And dye it into abstract art [01:59.13] [01:59.76]I need a cloud to jump on somewhere to dream [02:06.25]To pick my own sparkling sun [02:11.34] [02:14.04]Tunes of velvet breaking in [02:18.95] [02:19.79]Into my heart on a constant run [02:26.55] [02:27.93]He can provide a safe place when thoughts get heavy [02:33.20] [02:33.88]He will be carrying them oh all of them for you [02:39.89] [02:41.59]He will be poisoning her still growing mind [02:47.46] [02:48.11]These melodies of softest cream will heal her skin [02:53.31] [03:08.36]I'll try to catch the sun beams [03:10.32] [03:11.77]They'll be for you my girl [03:14.14] [03:15.22]Let shades away be shining [03:18.54]You are my brightest little pearl [03:20.98] [03:22.34]You will be his princess in his land [03:28.42]He'll give you every little thing [03:33.12] [03:36.32]Scented cherries of finest brand [03:42.15]He'll do it all to make her cling [03:47.60] [03:50.11]You will be wandering through some beautiful moments [03:56.37]I hear the bluebells ringing [03:59.10] [03:59.69]With touch of cooling winds [04:02.20] [04:03.89]His sore throat's screaming out of his angry mind [04:09.58] [04:10.61]These melodies of softest cream heal her skin