Red House Painters - Brown Eyes

Tell me and take your time
Set free this soul of mine
Freeze frame this sedate moment
Lie me in your quiet ground
I understand your tired eyes
For these tired homes and tired trees
I see the pain in those brown eyes
Fires burn in autumn skies
Tell me and take your time
Set free this soul of mine
Freeze frame this sedate moment
Lie me in your quiet ground
I understand your tired eyes
For these tired homes and tired trees
I see the pain in those brown eyes
Fires burn in autumn skies

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