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Lyrics and Music: A. Phillips

Every time I walk down

Richardson Road

I see the life you could have

Had there if you'd wanted.

 

The early sun that catches

Shop windows,

In the mist makes mirrors

In the lists of errors

 

Are suburban pleasures,

Suburban pleasures,

Suburban pleasures.

 

The comfort of the cafe 

A lifetime ago.

Sons are on the mobiles

In the middle distance.

 

Just above the rooftops

Of Richardson Road,

With the quiet mothers,

Becoming light as feathers,

 

Becoming light as feathers,

Becoming light as feathers,

 

Through the English weather,

Over gorse and heather,

Becoming light as feathers.

 

Coming light as feathers,

Coming light as feathers.

Through the English weather,

Over gorse and heather,

Coming light as feathers.

Richardson Road

Taken from the 2012 album, Unearth

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