The build up lasted for days,
lasted for weeks,
lasted too long.
Our hero withdrew,
when there was two,
he could not choose one,
so there was none.
Worn into the vaguely announced.
Worn into the vaguely announced.
The spinning top made a sound
like a train across the valley,
fading, oh so quiet but constant til it passed,
over the ridge
into the distances
written on your ticket to remind you where to stop,
and when to get off.
The spinning top made a sound
like a train across the valley,
fading, oh so quiet but constant til it passed,
over the ridge
into the distances
written on your ticket to remind you where to stop,
and when to get off.
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Kings Of Convenience - The Build Up Lyrics
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The build up lasted for days,
lasted for weeks,
lasted too long.
Our hero withdrew,
when there was two,
he could not choose one,
so there was none.
Worn into the vaguely announced.
Worn into the vaguely announced.
The spinning top made a sound
like a train across the valley,
fading, oh so quiet but constant til it passed,
over the ridge
into the distances
written on your ticket to remind you where to stop,
and when to get off.
The spinning top made a sound
like a train across the valley,
fading, oh so quiet but constant til it passed,
over the ridge
into the distances
written on your ticket to remind you where to stop,
and when to get off.
lasted for weeks,
lasted too long.
Our hero withdrew,
when there was two,
he could not choose one,
so there was none.
Worn into the vaguely announced.
Worn into the vaguely announced.
The spinning top made a sound
like a train across the valley,
fading, oh so quiet but constant til it passed,
over the ridge
into the distances
written on your ticket to remind you where to stop,
and when to get off.
The spinning top made a sound
like a train across the valley,
fading, oh so quiet but constant til it passed,
over the ridge
into the distances
written on your ticket to remind you where to stop,
and when to get off.
Writer: EIRIK GLAMBEK BOE, ERLEND OTRE OEYE, LESLIE FEIST
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group