The Hope Blister - Let The Happiness In free for downloading

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the faded whites of their wedding gowns
cause it s coming
Let the happiness in, i m waiting on the empty docks, upon the empty vessels
i m waiting for the skies to open up

Let the happiness in, let the happiness in
i m watching as the gulls all settle down
Let the happiness in, let the happiness in, upon the empty vessels
The hands of a working man, i m longing for the agony to stop

The hands of a working man, let the happiness in
The cold december sun, i m longing for the agony to stop
The faded whites of their wedding gowns, listen to the waves against the rocks Blister, i m waiting for the agony to stop
The hands of a working man, the cold december sun Happiness, let the happiness in

The faded whites of their wedding gowns, let the happiness in Blister, i m watching as the gulls all settle down
Let the happiness in, cause it s coming, cause it s coming
Let the happiness in, cause it s coming
let the happiness in

Let the happiness in, the hands of a working man In, watching the ships come in
Upon the empty vessels, let the happiness in
the cold december sun
let the happiness in

I m waiting for the skies to open up, let the happiness in
Let the happiness in, cause it s coming, the hands of a working man
Let the happiness in, listen to the waves against the rocks The, the faded whites of their wedding gowns
a cold that blisters

The hands of a working man, cause it s coming, let the happiness in
upon the empty vessels
i m waiting for the skies to open up
Let the happiness in, let the happiness in

listen to the waves against the rocks
Let the happiness in, the songs of hopeless selflessness, let the happiness in
Let the happiness in, let the happiness in, i m waiting on the empty docks
I m watching as the gulls all settle down, cause it s coming, watching the ships roll in

Let the happiness in, a cold that blisters
Let the happiness in, let the happiness in, let the happiness in
the hands of a working man
A cold that blisters, let the happiness in The, i m watching as the gulls all settle down

A cold that blisters, the songs of hopeless selflessness
I m waiting for the agony to stop, the hands of a working man