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Lyrics and Music: A. Phillips

Sink down 
To the bottom.

Shadows 
In the shadows.

Swim through the village,
The bank and the post office,
Float through the colours of old.

Old names and addresses.
Folding, compressing.

Drift through the marketplace,
The pub, and the college gate.
A yearbook of faces wait,
Two pints and a cider mate.

You hear it you know it's there,
But you can't hear the water yet.

You hear it you know it's there,
But you can't hear the water yet.

You hear it you know it's there,
But you can't hear the water yet.

Reservoir

Taken from the 2012 album, Unearth

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