[ti:Anymore]
[ar:Bob Lind]
[al:Since There Were Circles]
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[00:00.00]Anymore - Bob Lind
[00:11.48]I used to be a hunter but I lost my gun
[00:17.19]I used to be a sparrow but I fell
[00:22.30]I used to be a moment in the setting sun
[00:28.05]Slipping through the surface
[00:30.75]Of the well constructed dreams
[00:36.21]That no one even seems
[00:40.99]To remember anymore
[00:46.26]Anymore
[00:57.91]I used to sit and watch the coloured circles spin
[01:02.90]But I don't really dig it anymore
[01:07.83]A man is just a loser till his ship comes in
[01:13.34]And I'm not one to hang around the shore and sift the sand
[01:21.56]And I don't understand or pretend to
[01:28.91]Anymore
[01:31.53]Anymore
[01:38.09]Anymore I hardly ever bother
[01:45.88]Closing up the cases on my drums
[01:53.66]I can't seem to get myself together
[01:59.91]But that's alright
[02:03.11]I may not be cemented but I'm young
[02:18.96]I used to be the apple in the hand of Eve
[02:24.24]I used to be the writing on the wall
[02:29.55]Sometimes I can almost make it back there
[02:34.68]Sometimes I don't believe it's there at all
[02:39.10]And that's my scene
[02:42.96]And I'm not one to lean on the future
[02:50.28]Anymore
[02:52.87]Anymore
[02:55.51]Anymore
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